Unit: 01 Songtext

The chord's been cut,
My torment's ended,
And I move on,
But with these wounds.
You gave it back in a shoe box that once held my heart.
But now there's only blood.
The chord's been cut, and I should be care- free.
A shadow hangs, keeping my heart cold.
You gave me rope, to hang myself with,
And now that it's gone.