The Fever

No ice for the swelling no dressing of the wound I can't sweat out the fever That burns inside of you I know you've been up that creek It doesn't mean you need to walk around with the paddle Or get so easily rattled Tie it off like a tourniquet You could needle around it would be in vain Here there's no one to blame It's only bad Blood turned into steam Breakthroughs come painfully My engine burning clean And I know what I'm handling But I can't sweat out the fever That burns inside of you You don't have to lose the faith to have a healthy doubt The truth waits In a bottle if you can't shoot holes then the light goes out Now I go Speeding down the roads I know you can't police Nobody gets all of me Seems our wounds they bind us we gotta come apart to heal Help me peel off the band-aid and let the bad Blood turn into steam Breakthroughs come painfully My engine burning clean I know what I'm handling But i can't sweat out the fever That burns inside of you That burns inside of you