Lyrics John Wayne Newton - The Bled

John Wayne Newton

Shine on spotlight cadaver
What have you become?
Come get your glamour fix
Pushed into vein
Shine on sweet medicated kisses
I won’t watch you die
Your surrogate funeral eyes like blackened pillows
Your victim’s mask is slipping away
Malfunction slow collapse
One more fix to get you through
A soft syringe to lick your wounds
When you look into the mirror
Are you afraid of what you see
Through yellow caution tape
Will you come to me for love?
I will not bleed for you this time