| The capillaries of the community | |
| Are hemorrhaging on everything | |
| They found your bones in the homes of a thousand little gnomes | |
| Who'd taken pieces for decoration | |
| They'd opened up their mouths, seemed like peaceful little mouths | |
| Inside they found a mouthful of pieces | |
| They wanted pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you | |
| Somebody died here, I hear it was you | |
| They loved the attention they got from killing you | |
| The capillaries of the community | |
| Are hemorrhaging on everything | |
| The capillaries of the community | |
| Are hemorrhaging on everything | |
| They put their fingers in your sockets | |
| If you could hear the way they talk | |
| It's madness | |
| What they got out of your pockets | |
| A couple coins, a key for locking its sadness in your face | |
| But they wanted pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you from pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you from pieces of you | |
| Pieces of you | |
| Little birds collapse in your arms | |
| Break it into two | |
| Beat a man to death with their hands | |
| Did they regret anything? | |
| It's a cold, cold world we swam into | |
| It's a cold, cold water we sank into |
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