Nosebleeds

I spent the better half of this last year fucked out of my mind
But I've reduced my nosebleeds now to only the worst of times

I bled on you I bled on the bed
But i kept on working on moving my head

I was smearing it all over the place
It was on your torso and on my face
And its a perfect metaphor
For what I wanted to be doing because i've never done it before

But its my blood
On my sheets
And I'm the one who has to wash them later this week
And its still the perfect metaphor
Cause they're still sitting there like I am
Like I was before now I'm done



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Writer(s): Rocko English
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