I'm swimming through your arteries
I can barely breathe
In the cavaties
Of your wisdom teeth
But I can always feel the blood running through
The four chambers of your beating heart
A faint light shining through
All of your open wounds
When you hold your breath
We're both closer to death
At least for a minute or two
Oh the crack of your neck when you turn your head
There's a sticky dark pool of blood in your bed
I'm swimming through your arteries
I don't wanna leave your anatomy
I am the insanity of an incurable disease
I live in the rats an in the fleas
A faint light shining through
All of your open wounds
When you hold your breath
We're both closer to death
At least for a minute or two
Oh the crack of your neck when you turn your head
There's a sticky dark pool of blood in your bed
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I'm swimming through your arteries
I can barely breathe
In the cavaties
Of your wisdom teeth
But I can always feel the blood running through
The four chambers of your beating heart
A faint light shining through
All of your open wounds
When you hold your breath
We're both closer to death
At least for a minute or two
Oh the crack of your neck when you turn your head
There's a sticky dark pool of blood in your bed
I'm swimming through your arteries
I don't wanna leave your anatomy
I am the insanity of an incurable disease
I live in the rats an in the fleas
A faint light shining through
All of your open wounds
When you hold your breath
We're both closer to death
At least for a minute or two
Oh the crack of your neck when you turn your head
There's a sticky dark pool of blood in your bed
I can barely breathe
In the cavaties
Of your wisdom teeth
But I can always feel the blood running through
The four chambers of your beating heart
A faint light shining through
All of your open wounds
When you hold your breath
We're both closer to death
At least for a minute or two
Oh the crack of your neck when you turn your head
There's a sticky dark pool of blood in your bed
I'm swimming through your arteries
I don't wanna leave your anatomy
I am the insanity of an incurable disease
I live in the rats an in the fleas
A faint light shining through
All of your open wounds
When you hold your breath
We're both closer to death
At least for a minute or two
Oh the crack of your neck when you turn your head
There's a sticky dark pool of blood in your bed
Writer: Helena Heinesen Rebensdorff
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing