Текст песни Stitch Me Up

Train running down the track Blood pouring down my back Here we go, beat me blue and black This knife it bears its scars And this heart it beats too hard And these memories I will discard Well, it must have been an angel And it must have been the spring And, it must have meant everything I piss upon the floor My blood runs down the door The ambulance just made another score Well, these wounds will congeal And this heart will heal So stitch me up, I will not squeal Must have been an angel And it must have been the spring And, it must have meant everything Stitch me up, stitch me up, stitch me up I will not squeal So, stitch me up, stitch me up, stitch me up I will not squeal