When you bleed
Some nights I went out on the streets
Just to worship myself
Nothing to care, to regret
And surely no sense
It was the time of the void
Drove me out
Out of every door
Through that hole in my mind
I was feeling, was feeling so sore
So I took my guitar
And I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares
Some days I was sleeping so long
That it was hard to resist
No sense to wake up
To be strong
And to raise your fist
It was the sun burning down
Made it hard to look up in the sky
So much sweat on my back
It was hard to watch the vultures fly
So I took my guitar
And I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares
I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares
It was was the time
Of the void
That drove me out
Out of every door
Through that hole in my mind
I was feeling sore
I was feeling so sore
I always wanted way more
More that I could afford
I was feeling so sore
So I took my guitar
And I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares
I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmare
Just to worship myself
Nothing to care, to regret
And surely no sense
It was the time of the void
Drove me out
Out of every door
Through that hole in my mind
I was feeling, was feeling so sore
So I took my guitar
And I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares
Some days I was sleeping so long
That it was hard to resist
No sense to wake up
To be strong
And to raise your fist
It was the sun burning down
Made it hard to look up in the sky
So much sweat on my back
It was hard to watch the vultures fly
So I took my guitar
And I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares
I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares
It was was the time
Of the void
That drove me out
Out of every door
Through that hole in my mind
I was feeling sore
I was feeling so sore
I always wanted way more
More that I could afford
I was feeling so sore
So I took my guitar
And I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares
I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmare
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Rechberger, Philippe Laffer, Mathias Schenk, Daniel Wyttenbach, Daniel Schlaeppi, Thomas Schlaeppi, Julien Pinheiro
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