Band Aid Covers The Bullet Hole
by Scarling.· from Sweet Heart Dealer
Bees in the caramel,
And I'm not afraid.
Surgeons make incisions,
What a mess they've made.
Tearing at my skin,
Leaving knives in my brain.
Stabbing at the voices,
Making me insane.
Girls vomit candy,
And lies that they're fed.
Boys whisper lullabies,
And wet their beds.
Eat TV violence,
On the toast that they spread.
Talking with their mouths full,
Here is what they've said:
Say hello to my little friend,
The world is getting ugly,
And we did it again.
Say hello to my little friend,
The world is getting ugly,
And we did it again.
The band aid only covers the bullet hole.
The band aid only covers the bullet hole.
Spiders in my hair,
And guns on my mind.
Thinking about the people,
Who've been so unkind.
If looks could kill,
Then I might make myself blind.
Startled at the reasons,
That I just can't find.
Kids break the dishes,
They crash on the floor.
Parents hate the noise,
And shove them out the door.
Robots steal emotions,
Hide them under their beds.
It's gets them so excited,
Here is what they've said:
Say hello to my little friend,
The world is getting ugly,
And we did it again.
Say hello to my little friend,
The world is getting ugly,
And we did it again.
The band aid only covers the bullet hole.
The band aid only covers the bullet hole.
The band aid only covers the bullet hole.