Letra de time to scratch them all

In a body of excess I am in debt
Winter morning was a black eyed little kid
Falling into a pit
I can handle any part of being sick
But I can't drag another to the depths
I'm too far in
That's enough
I'm done talking
That's enough
Time to scratch them all
Gentle cross the breeze
Can't think of anything that's worth it to mention
Little kid took his green eyes out and replaced them
Just to see what it would mean