Bleeding Again

Let's start bleeding again
In the name of guilt
Let's start killing again
In the name of the blade

Ah Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter
No more
Ah slaughter, slaughter, slaughter
No more

Won't you rip your veins
So she knows you love her?
I take pills my friend
For the good of my head

Oh doctor, doctor, doctor
You were right
Oh doctor, doctor, doctor
I've been mad

Can you guess my name, I dare you

We can be full of joy
When joy has a barcode for sale
Bring out the music of joy
We'll dance
Till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead
We are already dead

Would you find yourself
Miles away from your dreams?
Would you good old man
With a lot things to say

Ah hold me, hold me, hold me
Or I'm gone
Ah hold me, hold me, hold me
Oh I'm gone

Can't you see my dear I love you

We can be full of joy
When joy has a barcode for sale
Bring out the music of joy
We'll dance
Till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead

We can be full of joy
When joy has a barcode for sale
Bring out the music of joy
We'll dance
Till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead
Till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead
Till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Ryan Coughanour
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