The memory of the bruise induced the need the need to let the secrets bleed you need to tell, in order to be freed my brother needs the needle and I need peace Couldn't remember in six months time a gift to myself, perforated line spent my time in exile for all my crimes wasn't it buried, why's it still alive she needs to hear, cuz she needs to sleep i need to sleep, in order to retrieve it was a day that was slowly erased she traces a face that she hasn't seen There is a grief from a hole in the head there is a lie from the center of the heart there is a tree that we hung it all on maybe this is the day that it all falls down traces of a face that she hasn't seen bruise from news that she hasn't heard blood from a cut, but she don't know where the memory of the bruise induced the need the need to let the secrets bleed the memory of the bruise induced the need the need to let the secrets bleed