Blood


Tearing and defeating myself
Point your finger at somebody else
Digging the graves, bathed in flame
The id, the blame, the self
Come out of the shadows
Come unglued
It’s in the blood we spill
It’s just a point of view
Parts of the reasons we never shared
Limbs and wounds can’t be repaired
No one’s coming to save us
No one to ease our pain
We’ll still be screaming in the dark
All over again, and again

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