Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tears of Blood, artist - Biohazard. Album song Urban Discipline, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 06.02.1999
Record label: The All Blacks
Song language: English
Tears of Blood |
I sit and pick my brain each night |
With an axe in my hand held tight |
Bite my nose to spite my face |
Killing myself, I can’t escape the rat race |
Wallowing in neck-deep misery |
Quicksand dissent, pressure free |
Deepest wounds are self inflicted |
Should I hope to be vindicted |
Always alone, society’s abortion |
Self mutilation, the daily portion |
Resentful past breeds hopeful future |
With tears of blood, I remove the sutures |
Dying inside, emotions they hide |
Irreperable damage from the tears the I’ve cried |
I climb from the sewer, the years that I have spent |
Self mutilation or my environment |
Tears of blood Tears of blood |
I cry I cry |
Tears of blood Tears of blood |
I die |
Deny myself for fear of being |
Is it over now, has my heart stopped beating |
Lying here just self defeating |
My mind is empty, it won’t stop bleeding |
Twisted anger screams my brain |
Over the edge, I hang in pain |
Mouth locked shut my mind won’t swallow |
With tears of blood, alone I wallow |
No one to blame except myself |
What you call masochism I call wealth |
Maybe its just a matter of pride |
Too sweet to end with suicide |
Peel the scab, pour salt in the wound |
Torturing myself, I’m forever doomed |
Looking east and west each and every moon |
A peaceful rest comes someday soon |
No one to blame except myself |
What you call masochism I call wealth |
Is death life and do we live in hell? |
Lead |