Blood cots and black holes
by Thrice
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Here´s your new drug
Shoot it in the left eye
Feel it on the right side
No it´s not love
Though it sets up shop behind your ribcage
Building blood clots and black holes
Like using an axe to pull
A sliver from your skin
And they say this is medicine
An overdose of oxygen
A severed head as sedative
To be at peace would be a sin
And surely un-american
I´m breaking
Here´s your new blood
Transfusion took us all night
Tell us that you´re all right
No it´s not love
Though feels like fire inside of your veins
Burning right beneath the wrist
Begging for a razor´s kiss
To free it from your skin
And they say this is medicine
An overdose of oxygen
A severed head as sedative
To be at peace would be a sin
And surely unamerican
I´m breaking down
Lift the veil, it´s not medicine
And my heart fails, time and time again
Shoot it in the left eye
Feel it on the right side
No it´s not love
Though it sets up shop behind your ribcage
Building blood clots and black holes
Like using an axe to pull
A sliver from your skin
And they say this is medicine
An overdose of oxygen
A severed head as sedative
To be at peace would be a sin
And surely un-american
I´m breaking
Here´s your new blood
Transfusion took us all night
Tell us that you´re all right
No it´s not love
Though feels like fire inside of your veins
Burning right beneath the wrist
Begging for a razor´s kiss
To free it from your skin
And they say this is medicine
An overdose of oxygen
A severed head as sedative
To be at peace would be a sin
And surely unamerican
I´m breaking down
Lift the veil, it´s not medicine
And my heart fails, time and time again