I'll cut myself open, So that you can read me And stretch my wound wide Are you sure you can see? Blood never lies And i won't deceive you Open your eyes And feast on the sight of the truth
Let the blood flow, let the words go I won't make it any clearer than that If you don't understand me Or can't comprehend me Here's a pearl for swine: I bleed in a rhyme I'm afraid i might die out here
I want to bleed for you I want to bleed for you I want you to bleed for me too Bleed for me too. like i for you
Where is the line that divides Fiction from lies? Blood floods over both of these, Makes them small, like two drops in the seas
