| Song Length |
3:17 |
Genre |
Rock - Punk |
| Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Blood red runs from my wrist
Leaves a trail flows to my fist
Runs to the end of my hand
Drips off into carpet land
It?s just another cut to bleed
It?s just another cut to bleed
If I feel nothing, is there nothing to feel
The taste of my blood is the only thing real
I think I?m alive now
I think I?m alive now
I think that I am alive
I?m as ugly outside as I am in
Stained red through the seams of my skin
Emotional haemophiliac
Prick me once and I?ll bleed through
It?s just another cut to bleed
It?s just another cut to bleed
If I feel nothing, is there nothing to feel
The taste of my blood is the only thing real
I think I?m alive now
I think I?m alive now
I think that I am alive
I think I?m alive now
I think I?m alive now
I think that I am alive
Satisfaction at what I have done
Numbed my own cancer
I don?t understand why
I don?t understand why
It?s just another cut to bleed
It?s just another cut to bleed
If I feel nothing, is there nothing to feel
The taste of my blood is the only thing real