Bleeding
Free holding my pain when I'm calling, "I know"
I'm chained to my ways, yelling "Please don't grow"
Feed it on a darker night
Holding up my head up high
Calling on my name when you see
I don't even know what I need
Don't chain me up, I'm hurting
I'm carrying down, my burdens
Don't whirl me down, I'm fading
I'm turning into what I'm meant to be
I don't know why, I was calling myself dead
I'm taping up the bottle with the pills now
And they won't even know I bled
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
I'm bleeding
Choking on my soul, when I wanna go, poking on my head there
When I want her name, when I wanna say
"Come and hear my soul tear"
I don't really know why, I'm feeding on my hope
I'm tearing out my soul
I'm burning while my soul gets covered in smoke
Feeling free, I get so high
It's hard to breath with the birds eye
I'm floating my where the good die
Living here where the pigs fly
And I don't even know why, I don't really know why
I'm feeding them my cries, I'm seeking a small prize
I'm bleeding, when my cuts get open I rise
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
I'm chained to my ways, yelling "Please don't grow"
Feed it on a darker night
Holding up my head up high
Calling on my name when you see
I don't even know what I need
Don't chain me up, I'm hurting
I'm carrying down, my burdens
Don't whirl me down, I'm fading
I'm turning into what I'm meant to be
I don't know why, I was calling myself dead
I'm taping up the bottle with the pills now
And they won't even know I bled
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
I'm bleeding
Choking on my soul, when I wanna go, poking on my head there
When I want her name, when I wanna say
"Come and hear my soul tear"
I don't really know why, I'm feeding on my hope
I'm tearing out my soul
I'm burning while my soul gets covered in smoke
Feeling free, I get so high
It's hard to breath with the birds eye
I'm floating my where the good die
Living here where the pigs fly
And I don't even know why, I don't really know why
I'm feeding them my cries, I'm seeking a small prize
I'm bleeding, when my cuts get open I rise
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Darling, I'm bleeding
Credits
Writer(s): Jan Lauber, Emin Avakian
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