It’s about that time
After midnight chimes
When the ghosts all sneak
Into the streets
Searching for something
They can no longer see
Looking for someone
Who can no longer see
When you’re colorblind
Can you tell what’s blood
And what’s just mud?
Can a broken heart
Feel the difference between
Hate and love?
It’s all poison
It’s all poison
From every ounce of drugs
To every second of love
From every alcoholic sip
To every emotional slip
From every time you run away
To every time you try to stay
From every angry outburst
To every silenced counter
It’s all poison
It’s all poison
If you’re gonna hurt yourself
I think you better know
It won’t change a damn thing
It will never show
The humanity you think you’re lacking
The emotions you’re masking
Because the skin bleeds cold, hard iron
While the heart bleeds sad memories
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