Out for Blood

I was dreaming in a deep, deep sleep. 

 All the colors that I couldn’t see.

 What I want vs. what I need.

  

 I’m always running and I’m far behind.

 In slow motion and nearly blind.

 I guess it feels like everybody’s out for blood.

  

 Running.

  

 And all my nightmares come in threes. 

 I’m not the man I thought I would be.

 What I want vs. what I need.

  

 I’m always running and I’m far behind.

 Nearly there but I’m outta time.

 I guess it feels like everybody’s out for blood.

  

 Running.

  

 It feels like everybody’s out for blood.