Botched Resurrection

I'm a botched resurection, covered in cuts No matter what I do I'll be addicted to blood I'll be dismembered in a bath of blood of my own doing Stuck there with no where to go my legs will be running on their own Temporarily a ghost, looking to be put back together My pieces will be scattered around the world I'll go searching for them And maybe I'll find some things I never knew I had Maybe I'll hold onto these memories now while I'm young Or I'll throw them all out to be replaced by something different I'm a botched resurection, covered in cuts No matter what I do I'm addicted to blood I'll be dismembered in a bath of blood of my own doing Stuck there with no where to go my legs will be running on their own Temporarily a ghost, looking to be put back together Temporarily a ghost, looking to be put back together I'm a botched resurection, covered in cuts No matter what I do I'm addicted to blood I'll be dismembered in a bath of blood of my own doing Stuck there with no where to go my legs will be running on their own Temporarily a ghost, looking to be put back together Temporarily a ghost, looking to be put back together Temporarily a ghost, I'll put myself together