Drain The Blood

Artists : Distillers, The : Drain The Blood

I'm living on shattered faith,
The kind that likes to restrict your breath...
Never been a better time than this,
Suffocate on eternal bliss...

In a city,
That swells with so much hate,
You seem to rise above,
And take its place...
The heart pumps until it dies,
Drain the blood, the heart is wise!

All my friends are murder,
Hey, all my bones no marrows in,
All these fiends want teenage meat,
All my friends are murderers...

Away....

I never met a pearl quite like you,
Who could shimmer and rot at the same time through...
There's never been a better time than this,
To bite the hand of the frost bitten eminence!

All my friends are murder,
Hey, all my bones no marrows in,
All these fiends want teenage meat,
All my friends are murderers...

Away....away....away....

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.....

I'm alive in uterine,
A star in the dark a new day has dawned,
Open up and let it flow,
I'll make it yours so here we go...

All my friends are murder,
Hey, all my bones no marrows in,
All these fiends want teenage meat,
All my friends are murderers...

Away he's gone away....