You think you´re dog-gone, but you nurse a slow wound
Nerve endings, hot spots piercing, licking ´til it bleeds
Our dog takes a bow. We see his teeth now
Ashtray cult has found their martyr
I´ve seen that movie too
Maybe I read about it

I wanna be the one who´s still
I wanna make it through April
They know how you should grieve, but I know what I believe
And I won´t be the one to spill my insides

Calling all vagrants, be your world´s patients
Death-defying, crash-test dumb-fucks spiral at top speed
Call yourself neutral, passive-aggressor
Pass away, leave behind devastated passengers
Don´t wanna hear about it

I wanna be the one who´s still
I have to make it through April
Relax as if I hear them
My mind is nowhere near them
I´ll always be the one to spill my insides
My insides
My insides
My insides
These words are certain to heal
These words are certain to heal
These words are certain to heal

But I won´t be the one to spill my guts
My insides
My insides
My insides
My insides
My insides
My insides
My insides

Won´t spill my guts
Won't spill my guts