My greasy hands trying to hold on
That which can't be held
Or measured against anyone else's
I hear if you sit still long enough
Something will bubble up
But it's hardly ever what you want
I wish I even had the patience
To bring myself to pray to something
But it's always only a guess
No one has convinced me one way or the next
And then I try to relax
But can I see its blood
Even if only one time?
Can I see its blood
Even if only one time?
I keep on spitting into the abyss
And now I'm surrounded on all sides
And I probably should have changed
But what if my mouth had run dry?
And I've a sneaking suspicion
That it's been a joke the whole time
That our brains are playing pranks
That are just feeding us lines
But I'm still unconvinced
That not even nothing exists
Blood was written by Alex Molini & Kris Kuss & Rick Maguire.
Blood was produced by Pile & Kevin McMahon.