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Stitched Up Heart

Frankenstein

 

Frankenstein

(album: Skeleton Key - 2014)


There's a skeleton key, lies on the stairs
I should have been a little prepared
Picked up the key, opened the door
Don't have a clue what I am in for

There's a boy on the counter cut up in pieces
Still making sounds, he's barely breathing
I'm not a doctor, I can't make him better
All I can do is try to put him together

He's made of staples and broken bones
Bruises from chapters, stories untold
If I had a wish, it'd be, "Make him whole"
He's barely alive

I'm gonna call him mine
I'm gonna call him my Frankenstein
Cut up and bleeding from inside
I'm gonna call him mine

The skeleton key is still in my pocket
A small part of me wants to close the door and lock it
Wherever we go they scream at the monster
Wherever we go the gunshots are fired

He's made of staples and broken bones
Bruises from chapters, stories untold
If I had a wish, it'd be, "Make him whole"
He's barely alive, so is his soul

Bring him to the ground
Bring him down

I'm gonna call him mine
I'm gonna call him my Frankenstein
Cut up and bleeding from inside
I'm gonna call him mine

We will charge and fall
Bring him

He's made of staples and broken bones
Bruises from chapters, stories untold
If I had a wish, it'd be, "Make him whole"
He's barely alive, so is his soul

He's made of staples and broken bones
Bruises from chapters, stories untold
If I had a wish, it'd be, "Make him whole"
He's barely alive, so is his

I'm gonna call him mine
I'm gonna call him my Frankenstein
Cut up and bleeding from inside
I'm gonna call him, I'm gonna call him

I'm gonna call him mine
I'm gonna call him my Frankenstein
Cut up and bleeding from inside
I'm gonna call him, I'm gonna call him mine

You're mine
You're mine
You're mine

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