Blood on Fire

Monday died before it even started Tuesday and Wednesday I can't remember Thursday feels like Friday or Monday I don't even know what days are coming after Since I can't feel anything This life bores me to death I've got nothing left but this The void and the cold Nothing left but dark The dark I am undead With fire in my blood She sings alone Monday's a day that is always fucking blue Tuesday is often mixed with Wednesday Thursday looks like that Friday's cute guy I don't even know what days are coming after Since I can't feel anything This life bores me to death I've got nothing left but this The void and the cold Nothing left but dark The dark I am undead With fire in my blood She drinks alone Blood on fire