Blood

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