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  1. Under the Knife

From the recording Bright in Bad Weather

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Lyrics

Here we are at the height of disassociation. Because the truth was clear but I’m scared to hear what’s evident. Our chemistry had too much saturation. Formula diluted. Hypothesis refuted. Experiment on me. Just let the doctor know my blood type. I tried to run from you, oh so quietly. But the knife you jabbed me with only showed me that you weren’t joking. When you call me your better half. You put the scalpel to my neck and block the door so I don’t check out. You stare with eyes in fascination. Although you cut me open you’ll still be hoping for contentment. So take this as a revelation. All the time spent coping cutting other people open. It’s evident. Prechorus. Chorus.