Bleed Songtext
with every breath like it's your last
another moment lost to time
how many lost can you string together
i thought that killing was a crime
cast to a billion blank faces
so unchanged by acts of you
despair of desire so obvious
death processions right on cue
another moment lost to time
how many lost can you string together
i thought that killing was a crime
cast to a billion blank faces
so unchanged by acts of you
despair of desire so obvious
death processions right on cue
never fucking getting through to you
a waste of time a waste of fucking space
another drop you'll drown in your own apathy
i hope you die with a shocked look on your fuckin' face
it's a privilege not a right what the fuck have you don? nothing
laid down at your feet for you or were you the unpromised one
and when your days have all come and gone will you stand as a fortunate one or will you
take a stab at this thing called life and make sure you make them fucking bleed
make sure they never forget you
make sure you make them bleed
make sure they never forget you
make sure you leave them on their knees.
a waste of time a waste of fucking space
another drop you'll drown in your own apathy
i hope you die with a shocked look on your fuckin' face
it's a privilege not a right what the fuck have you don? nothing
laid down at your feet for you or were you the unpromised one
and when your days have all come and gone will you stand as a fortunate one or will you
take a stab at this thing called life and make sure you make them fucking bleed
make sure they never forget you
make sure you make them bleed
make sure they never forget you
make sure you leave them on their knees.
BALSAMO, STEVE/LASAR, MARS
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