Letras
I can't lay here all day with you
And long for the sun
Wine and satin sheets roll over 'cause I have to run
Discussing foreign names and wonder who's catching hell?
Watch the TV screen to measure how far I fell
Saints go wild (wild)
Every night
Cramps my style
So I just might
Flood the paper with blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
(Flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Claim that nothing's wrong
Flood the paper with blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
(Flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Claim that nothing's wrong
At the razor's edge on a thread with baby steps and leaps
I'm no slave, so I go to my cavе
And smoked myself to sleep (smoked myself to sleep)
It's the worst of times, but I'm dressed to the nines in my murder clothes
I'm wound too tight, so I start up a fight with an average Joe
And home's a mile (mile)
I see it now
Way too sharp to fade (to fade)
Take a bow
Flood the paper with blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
(Flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Claim that nothing's wrong
Flood the paper with blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
(Flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, blood, ah)
And claim that nothing's wrong
(Ay-ay, oh eh, oh-eh)
(Ay-ay, oh eh, oh-eh)
(Ay-ay, oh eh, oh-eh)
Flood the paper with blood
Claim that nothing's wrong
Flood the paper with blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
(Flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Claim that nothing's wrong
Flood the paper with blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
(Flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Blood (flood the paper with my blood, blood, ah)
Claim that nothing's wrong