BLEACHBLOOD

There’s a real fine line between a rock and a dead weight
This time I won’t let it slide
Our half-price sacrifice

Dead on the big screen
Glamour kills and it’s all so easy
I'm fed up I'm dropping out
Can you feed my doubt?

Don’t wanna get used to it
Faded and sick and tired
We’re full of bleachblood
It’s not enough

We’re picking pretty little bouquets from bodies in the ground
They’re gonna gift wrap the nukes and sell us sex and excuses
Now I’m okay being hot but we need to cool this house down

Don’t wanna get used to it
Faded and sick and tired
We’re full of bleachblood
It’s not enough

I could get used to it
Sleeping now in the fire
We’re full of bleachblood
It’s not enough

This is a standoff
Our only hope
Yeah we’re all cursed and we’ve got to go
But I'm here for a good time
(So don’t get in my way)
Don’t you even fucking try

Cheap and hollow
Spit don’t swallow
Cut and dry I can’t believe that there is no tomorrow
Who do you follow?
Cheap and hollow
Spit don’t swallow
Cut and dry I can’t believe that there is no tomorrow
But we won’t follow

No we won’t fucking follow you

This is a standoff
Our only hope
Yeah we’re all cursed and we’ve got to go
But i’m here for a good time
(So don’t get in my way)
No don’t you even fucking try