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