Cauterize Lyrics

The truth of my heart,
Is like a repressed tale,
A censored and silenced story,
Repression or restraint,
It is a delicate balance,
Between bleeding out,
What will make me drown,
And closing in,
What I cannot afford to spill.

Either way,
I must cauterize,
Cauterize the open wound.

I'm caught between the feeling,
Of being pulled apart,
Or stuffed into a cell,
I'm caught between the feeling,
Of being pulled apart,
Or stuffed into a cell.

And if these are the only options,
This will always be hell,
Never ending,
Though I still may be breathing,
There is no quality of life,
So I choose to risk it all for You,
For You to be by my side.
I'm caught between the feeling,
Of being pulled apart,
Or stuffed into a cell,
I'm caught between the feeling,
Of being pulled apart,
Or stuffed into a cell.

A crowd is easy to deceive,
But now I am,
A patient on the table,
I'll give you the knife,
Cut away as You see fit.
Just promise me the patience,
To wait for me to heal.

I'm caught between the feeling,
Of being pulled apart,
Or stuffed into a cell,
I'm caught between the feeling,
Of being pulled apart,
Or stuffed into a cell.

I'm caught between the feeling,
Of being pulled apart,
Or stuffed into a cell.