Florent Bourgeois - The Wrench lyrics

The wrench The shivers that begin and proceed They use me destruct me and rebuild me The cold that settles down Leaving my corpse at the cross It fills me in Can't wait This subtle picture The instincts that vanish The bonds that yield To the ever-present vacuity of my area I'm on my knees Crawling up to my dreams Keeping the needle in my hand A choice to make Three minutes to eleven My head runs out The dark violates my eyes My hopes have gone With the combat I ran from The ones I've left behind Getting to scarf my courage My conscience is masking the clues I'm left digging for scars Cheloids sketched on my chest No one is here, no one Nothing either Besides the bitterness I plunged myself into There is no one Can't stop those feelings They'll k** me dead Remains, tattooed on my forehead This overwhelming reality And a sentence that runs my mind My bones are the built walls of my haunted house These ghosts will k** me dead And the wrench Drawn on my heart Will avenge the sins Whilst the dark appeases my eyes I am the one who ran from our fights There was no one Nothing either Besides the bitterness I plunged myself into There is no one for me