Bleed Video (MV)

A week of weakness, a year of pain
It's all my fault, so I can't complain
With nothing suffered, there's nothing gained
Doesn't mean I like my soul this stained...

A week of weakness, a year of pain
All this loathing in my self distain
It's all my fault, leave me to the rain
Maybe I'll drown and wash it down the drain... no

Sing like there's nothing wrong
Bring all that's going on
Wring your hands: growing long
Weed out the worry
Screw all their ill intent
Blue in the face and bent
You, torn in two, as wrent
Bleed out the dirty

Second to second, another chance
To trap myself in this dark romance
Motion to motion, I do the dance
Dying slowly: Every life's advance

Sing like there's nothing wrong
Bring all that's going on
Wring your hands: growing long
Weed out the worry
Screw all their ill intent
Blue in the face and bent
You, torn in two, as wrent
Bleed out the dirty

Using you; Using me
You sing to company
Sink into; Sink in me
Words sink to the empty

Sing like there's nothing wrong
Bring all that's going on
Wring your hands: growing long
Weed out the worry
Screw all their ill intent
Blue in the face and bent
You, torn in two, as wrent
Bleed out the dirty

Sing like there's nothing wrong
Bring all that's going on
Wring your hands: growing long
Weed out the worry
Screw all their ill intent
Blue in the face and bent
You, torn in two, as wrent
Bleed out the dirty