There’s a wound I hang on to
Like a cavity I won’t get filled
I finger it with my tongue
Test it out each time, anew
Is the pain still there? Yes, it is
This old friend, this pain that feels like me
There’s a wound I hang on to
Like a cavity I won’t get filled
I finger it with my tongue
Test it out each time, anew
Is the pain still there? Yes, it is
This old friend, this pain that feels like me