Wounds

8/18/2025Aria v1
I see the world through bloodshot eyes Streets filled with b***d from distant lies. The dogs of w*r never compromise, No real time for rearranging. "Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds" He said he cannot heal that kind. Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind. He said it happens every time Knock it down And that's how the story goes In the land of a thousand no's I'm all over you in time my mind is changing. Black on black gives me a heart attack And the silence makes it deadly. Some choose to k**l with simple will. I've seen them fall fast and steady. "Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds" He said he cannot heal that kind. Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind. He said it happens every time Knock it down And that's how the story goes In the land of a thousand no's I'm all over you in time my mind is changing. Twist of fate won't give me a break And myself, I'm slow and tired. I've got to rise with these bloodshot eyes But I keep falling when I'm higher. "Help me Jesus, help me clean my wounds" He said he cannot heal that kind. Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind. He said it happens every time Knock it down And that's how the story goes In the land of a thousand no's We are bleeding sins and our sins are always fadin' Oh, knock it down

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