You Bleed Me (909th Dry Mix) Lyrics

In those lips-don't-kiss And apathetic "Was it good?" And you can saturate me with more of your particular strain of Bright and shining night Such are those acid in-roads You fashion for my leave-taking of any living Adorned with a host of stars that ever failed to light When we can while away the hours, our lives With a myriad... You...Bleed...Me... You...Bleed... Bleached bone-white Leeched bone dry... You bleed me... You bleed me... In crawling ever further Into comforting abyss And you can talk to me of any hell - Because your fires couldn't burn me even if you were to try Such is your dreaming imagery that You can play it far beyond any knife-edged eternity But please don't strip me of my skin (Or look to long upon that guileful, pitiful soul within) When we can while away the hours You...Bleed...Me... You...Bleed... Bleached bone-white Leeched bone dry... You bleed me... You bleed me... When you can while away the hours, our lives With a myriad of gods, as yet, undecided Display to me the true extent of your studied evils Place those needles into my eyes But you can leave me fulfilled before you leave me bled... Such is your dreaming imagery that You can play it far beyond knife-edged eternity But please don't strip me of my skin (Or look too long upon that guileful, pitiful soul within) When we can while away the hours You...Bleed...Me... You...Bleed... Bleached bone-white Leeched bone dry... You bleed me... You bleed me... You bleed me...

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