See the stain/ faded brown/ semi-maroon/ color down-tuned/
It is my blood/ fell from a wound/ inflicted while/ I minded my business/
The bullies punch, and/ the painful crunch, and./ my nose is broken and theres/ Blood. On. Paper./
He came from nowhere while I/ Wrote of the place I/ Go to drown my pain/ and my deepest sorrows and he/ Just hit me like a/ Ton of bricks!/ And now theres/ Blood on paper an he's/ Such a d**k!/
The bullies punch, and/ the painful crunch, and/ my nose is broken and theres/ Blood. On. Paper./
That assholes fist/ against my face/ now my visions red and theres/ Blood. On. Paper./
Bright, crimson blood/ Brown faded blood/ It is my blood/ My blood. On. Paper./
Blood. On. Paper./
My ********' blood. On. Paper./
Lyrics © Candice Nicole Wozniak / Dionysus 11/11/07
Tommy Dionysus · Sun Nov 11, 2007 @ 07:49am · 0 Comments |