.Blood red runs from my wrist
Leaves a trail flows to my fist
Runs to the end of my hand
Drips off into carpet land
Itâs just another cut to bleed
Itâs just another cut to bleed
If I feel nothing, is there nothing to feel
The taste of my blood is the only thing real
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