Bats for Bleeding - Phoxjaw

Every groaning breath

Is holding on for you to live

The lungs of death

Are coughing up the tar for roads

To Bedlam

The flirts in skirts are begging you to bed them

Velvet Elvis pelvis

Will I drift vampiric grinding teeth stake in the heart?

Will the living dead please give me head and tear me apart?

Torture me still

They torture me still

Oh, but it’s still life

To kill life

They torture me still

But talk to me still

Am I food for the creatures?

Is my blood for the leeches?

Every drop of blood

Goes to the vein or the insane

The heart was there In the cults

And down the chins of billionaires

Falling to the flesh of a sickly girl

A sadist with a playlist

Will you drift vampiric to The Cure looking for life?

Will you sift through spirits?

Take their lyrics?

Go tonight

Torture me still

They torture me still

Oh, but it’s still life

To kill life

They torture me still

But talk to me still

Am I food for the creatures?

Is my blood for the leeches?

I’m bleeding

Oh

Am I food for the creatures?

Is my blood for the leeches too?

'Cos I’m bleeding

I’m bleeding

I’m bleeding

Am I food for the creatures?

Is my blood for the leeches too?

'Cos I’m bleeding

I’m bleeding

I’m bleeding

Oh