Grave Pleasures
Worn Threads
Live wires, split at the ends
Step on the landmine
Pull out the pin
Bloodhounds on wounded prey
Tied to the front of a runaway train
Worn Threads Unravelling
Worn Threads Unravelling
Bombshells and bullets
Washed down with tears
A circle of ruin ever increased
Worn Threads Unravelling
Worn Threads Unravelling
We’re pulling at loose threads
We’re pulling at loose threads
Coming apart at the seams
Violently wrenching free
Worn Threads Unravelling
Worn Threads Unravelling
2 stops on a murder mile
No teeth left in this vanishing smile
Worn Threads Unravelling
Worn Threads Unravelling
We’re pulling at loose threads
We’re pulling at loose threads
When the first one comes loose
And then another
You just keep tonguing and licking the ulcer
The tooth keeps rocking
The dull pain keeps nagging
And we unravel
And unravel again…