
Date of issue: 30.03.2015
Record label: Say10
Song language: English
Guts & Black Stuff |
There’s blood everywhere |
Left my heart in the sun to dry up |
Now it’s black I’ll put it back in the hole in my chest |
What a mess, I’ll admit it was stupid But I never claimed to be clever |
And to think we could have avoided this whole fucking mess |
If I’d just let it sit in my chest Instead of bleeding out the truth |
But now there’s blood fucking everywhere |
I don’t expect you to clean up this mess with me I did this to myself. |
But I promise we won’t have this problem again |
I’ve ensured that my veins course with pulp from dead skin |
Tired of all the stupid fucking games |
But I had better learn the rules and play |
Took some time but now I finally see |
Nobody wants real fucking honesty |
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