Run
Run
Run, and Run, and Run Run from her blade
Run, and Run, and Run Run from her blade
Carry out the belief, get the children to weep / To fix their position, a vulgar incision
A wise old elder, wonder who has sent her / I am so small, I can't fear at all
Run, and Run, and Run Run From her blade
Death behind her eyes, bad things between their thighs / Rusty old razor blade / applying her brutal trade
Shutting the tide makes a perfect bride / screams of infection, barbaric intention
I love you / I hate you / I love you / I hate you / I love you / I hate you
Abuse me, the curse that you gave me
Run, and Run, and Run Run From her blade
Ran like a gazelle, infibulating hell / surfed waves of sand, get out of this land
The nights are so black, there's no turning back / My feet they still bleed, they're coming to finish me
I love you / I hate you / I love you / I hate you / I love you / I hate you
Abuse me, the curse that you gave me
Run, and Run, and Run Run From her blade
Razors cut
Stiches shut
Mothers cut
Run from her blade