Mark Whitney - Bloodwork lyrics

Here is your broken character, the one left of heaven Scissors cut him from the page, example Continue to read not to retrace the steps, touch me The hemorrhaging has ceased, has ceased And I swallow these capsules, to regain my grip And I swallowed myself sick, And I inherited my health And I inherited my health Here is your wake and smile, that you seem to need The safe and the touch, and the unweave Right where you placed it the night before Saint checks in to make sure You're right where you say that you are Right where you are And I swallow these capsules, to regain my grip And I swallowed myself sick, And I inherited my health And I inherited my health They all seem so truthful, they all seem so true They all seem so truthful, they all seem so true Couldn't find a better way Couldn't find a better way To lie And I swallow these capsules, to regain my grip And I swallowed myself sick, And I inherited my health And I inherited my health They all seem so truthful, they all seem so true They all seem so truthful, they all seem so true Couldn't find a better way Couldn't find a better way Couldn't find a better way (couldn't find a better way) To lie, to lie, to lie, to lie