The Dying Blood

Talk about sex it sounds like violence sounds like harm rug to a ball with the combat charm you could never hear me though
The dying blood
How I feel and say Phelen say typically here I am moved by the people who reject me but I can't be fucked to tell or give up the search to find it
The dying blood
I feel slick and clean like the city after rain like New York City coming back to life again like that painting in Paris when we could do anything
The dying blood
Can you remind me how to squeeze to get through to you in a bar with my beer
The dying blood
Can we get in a rush again to tell the truth find a moment in a photo booth can you teach me how can you remind me
Dying blood
That's burning and broken sick in the sky turns the color of piss I mean dead ash sky Vaseline all mixed with a hellfire glow
The dying blood
Simple pleasures like fucking strangers how did shit shout I can't remember can you tell me how to be friends without being exhausted
The dying blood
He got you pregnant on the night you met full year pandemic and you don't regret it well I better get used to trusting some mistakes
The dying blood
No more going through days like a stand in
No more craving escape when you know that there's nowhere to go
Been blowing that blowing that time time beat up til you don't know
The dying blood

And hope fades til I can't remember
The dying blood