Stop the Bleeding
(All we do is fight, fight, fight)
(And there's nothing to stop all the bleeding, all the bleeding)
(Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing, our breathing?)
Stop the bleeding!
I felt your hands as they threated to save
But when the pressure comes all you do is enslave, oh come on!
I see the pressure coming down, I feel the tension rolling on
Open the wounds that you came to cure
Open my wounds and steal the love out of my heart
All we do is fight, fight, fight
And there's nothing to stop all the bleeding (all the bleeding)
Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing? (Our breathing)
Stop the bleeding!
I felt your teeth as it's breaking my skin
And as your jaws sink in, I feel my life wearing thin, oh, come on!
I see the pressure coming down, I feel the tension rolling on
Open my wounds as you steal the light from my eyes!
Now as you're soaking in our blood, tell me, where is your cure?
All we do is fight, fight, fight
And there's nothing to stop all the bleeding (all the bleeding)
Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing? (Our breathing)
We're bowing to crowns made of gold, blind to the one made of thorns
Still we've got to hold the line when there's nothing to stop all the bleeding (all the bleeding)
Stop the bleeding!
We've felt your calloused hands
They're threating to save
But when the pressure comes
You enslave!
Now as you're soaking in our blood, pouring your salt on our open wounds
Tell me, where is your cure?
All we do is fight this fight when there's nothing to stop all the bleeding
Following a crown of gold, we will never come close to the healing (close to the healing)
All we do is fight, fight, fight
And there's nothing to stop all the bleeding (all the bleeding)
Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing? (Our breathing)
We're bowing to crowns made of gold, blind to the one made of thorns
Still we've got to hold the line when there's nothing to stop all the bleeding
Stop the bleeding!
You're not my cure!
You're not my cure!
(And there's nothing to stop all the bleeding, all the bleeding)
(Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing, our breathing?)
Stop the bleeding!
I felt your hands as they threated to save
But when the pressure comes all you do is enslave, oh come on!
I see the pressure coming down, I feel the tension rolling on
Open the wounds that you came to cure
Open my wounds and steal the love out of my heart
All we do is fight, fight, fight
And there's nothing to stop all the bleeding (all the bleeding)
Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing? (Our breathing)
Stop the bleeding!
I felt your teeth as it's breaking my skin
And as your jaws sink in, I feel my life wearing thin, oh, come on!
I see the pressure coming down, I feel the tension rolling on
Open my wounds as you steal the light from my eyes!
Now as you're soaking in our blood, tell me, where is your cure?
All we do is fight, fight, fight
And there's nothing to stop all the bleeding (all the bleeding)
Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing? (Our breathing)
We're bowing to crowns made of gold, blind to the one made of thorns
Still we've got to hold the line when there's nothing to stop all the bleeding (all the bleeding)
Stop the bleeding!
We've felt your calloused hands
They're threating to save
But when the pressure comes
You enslave!
Now as you're soaking in our blood, pouring your salt on our open wounds
Tell me, where is your cure?
All we do is fight this fight when there's nothing to stop all the bleeding
Following a crown of gold, we will never come close to the healing (close to the healing)
All we do is fight, fight, fight
And there's nothing to stop all the bleeding (all the bleeding)
Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing? (Our breathing)
We're bowing to crowns made of gold, blind to the one made of thorns
Still we've got to hold the line when there's nothing to stop all the bleeding
Stop the bleeding!
You're not my cure!
You're not my cure!
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Cobucci, Joseph Alarcon, Abishai J Collingsworth, Ryan Leitru
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