The Throes

I'm in the throes of something
I don't fully understand
I'm under hold of my own
God forsaken hands

It's a blood rush
To a cold head
It's a blood rush
To a cold head

I'm in the throes of something
I don't fully understand
I'm under hold of my own
God forsaken hands

It's a blood rush
To a cold head
It's a blood rush
To a cold head

It's a blood rush
It's a blood rush
It's a blood rush

I'm in the throes of something
I don't fully understand
I'm under hold of my own
God forsaken hands

It's a blood rush
To a cold head
It's a blood rush
To a cold head

I've sold my heart and soul
And I'm not where I should be
I've sold my blood and bones
And I'm nowhere near where I should be

It's a blood rush
To a cold head
It's a blood rush
To a cold head

It's a blood rush
It's a blood rush
It's a blood rush
It's a blood rush

It's a blood rush
It's a blood rush
It's a blood rush
It's a blood rush



Credits
Writer(s): James Tracy
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