Schematics

You can't make it due to decapitation
 Now this doll took on a new creation
 For love for hate for something else
 Whisper the answers to yourself
 And all you wanted was the new
 In life through death to create you
 And all we said was just hold on
 Like the grip on a gun
 You cut the angels and let'em bleed
 You said your scars were coming clean
 When you kiss the skin
 You can bite the apple and feel the sin
 You're walking over agin, walk over agin by yourself
 This world record, you're never asking anybody for help
 I know you're breaking off chips of my shoulder
 This life, this city, just keeps getting older
 Too close, too far to move ahead
 Not quite behind to pronounce dead
 I know you wanna feel alive
 Just stick it in and feel the high
 And all i said was just hold on
 Like the grip on a gun
 You cut the angels and let'em bleed
 You said your scars were coming clean
 When you kiss the skin
 You can bite the apple and feel the sin
 And you couldn't handle the speed
 And you're pulling us underneath
 While i'm walking in
 Could you bite the apple and feel the sin?
 Pull back the second clock hand to one
 Just like the trigger effect the gun
 Is this getting fun?
 You cut the angels and let'em bleed
 You said your scars were coming clean
 When you kiss the skin
 You can bite the apple and feel the sin
 And you couldn't handle the speed
 And you're pulling us underneath
 While i'm walking in
 Could you bite the apple and feel the sin?