Bars Type Face Love Letter Lyrics

Type Face Love Letter Lyrics

Got holes in my fucking hands,

Cause I can't fucking sleep.

All those holes in my fucking hands,

Lead me to believe.

That I waited, and I waited,

For something that's gone all wrong.

And I waited,

For something thta's come undone.

I got a heart attack theory,

In the pocket of my jeans.

And I know I got something,

And it's not what It seems.

Like a bull without horns.

And a god on the mend.

Limping, bored to avoid.

Something fails in my head.