It’s Sunday and the streets aren’t clear The traffic’s screaming But we can’t hear The sounds, the metals Driving us mad The sounds, the metals Driving us mad The sounds, the metals Driving us mad Driving us mad, oh Driving us mad We must bleed, we must bleed We must bleed, we must bleed
The crash as the bottle breaks Flashes it will through my veins The pain, the colors Making me sane The pain, the colors Making me sane The pain, the colors Making me sane The pain, the colors Making me sane We must bleed, we must bleed We must bleed, we must bleed
Night man, feels so right Something scorching, [?] fight Touch the fear, clutch my sight Touch the fear, clutch my sight Touch the fear, clutch my sight Touch the fear, clutch my sight We must bleed We must bleed We must bleed We must bleed
I’m not one, I’m two, I’m not one I’m two, I’m not one, I’m two I want out now, I want out now I want out now now now now now Now now now…