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Waking early I hear myself breathing

Covered up in my hand me down hand me down

Hiding under my patchwork freezing

With my wedding dress calling me, calling me

I dress myself in dis-function

Do I drown you in sympathy, sympathy

You could be my winter messiah

Scarred around and around me....around me



Cause im stiched up like an angel chord, I'm fixed up

They try to run and hide somehere in there defense

And now want to hand me down again.....



On a broken thread

On a broken thread



I choose to set you on fire

No-more wearing and tearing me, tearing me

Your still my only desire

And now it seems like your leaving me, freeing me, healing me.



Cause im stiched up like an angel chord, I'm fixed up

They try to run and hide somehere in there defense

And now want to hand me down again.....



They try to run and hide somehere in there defense

And now want to hand me down again.....



On a broken thread

On a broken thread

On a broken thread

On a broken thread

On a broken thread