Music: Charles Tomlinson/Emily Lodge/Ffinlo Colley/Hannah Watts
Are you hurting?
Are you cursive?
Where’s your mercy?
Are you drunk?
I followed the trail of your blood
I watched the room go up
You smell like petrol
And the phone lines are cut
The curtains are burning
And all that I see
Is your body hiding from me
Are you hurting?
Are you cursive?
Where’s your mercy?
Are you drunk?
I followed the trail of your blood
Would you treat yourself the way you treat
Everyone you love?
Haven’t you suffered enough?
The ceremony
Kick the door in
Break the hinges
I’ve been practising all of my stitches
Screaming out your name
But you’re never listening
Sedentary
While you handcuff yourself to your seat
You say it’s the best
And you won’t hurt anybody else
Choking as you swallow the key
Are you hurting?
Are you cursive?
Where’s your mercy?
Are you drunk?
I followed the trail of your blood
Would you treat yourself the way you treat
Everyone you love?
Haven’t you suffered enough?
I won’t be leaving quietly
After the way you’ve spoken to me
Come down from the balcony
Your kindness, you’ve earned it
But your body a furnace
I won’t let you burn in it
Are you hurting?
Are you cursive?
Where’s your mercy?
Are you drunk?
I followed the trail of your blood
Would you treat yourself the way you treat
Everyone you love?
Haven’t you suffered enough?
Have you hurt enough?