BLED – STARVING ARTISTE

I made a pact not to sleep through the end
All of the dreamers are stuck in their beds
Fight off the attraction to always play dead
I’m tortured by white noise in half hour sets

Ears ringing, your mouth ran for miles
But hasn’t gone anywhere, you’re lost

I heard the word on the street
And it means nothing to me
So how do you like me now?

Where’s your passion?
The renaissance man is a thing of the past
To you it’s fashion
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BLED – WITH AN URGENCY

Songwriters: Munoz, James; Ott, Ross; Pedicone, Michael; Simoes, Darren; Talley, Jeremy;

Hey you, young love
Don’t let them cut out your tongue
Swallow the key to your heart
And smile through your teeth

Hey you, young love
Don’t let them cut out your tongue
It’s only over when we
Choose to forgive them

Give me your hand
When no one else understands
The day the hostages
Are making demands

We gave ourselves
When there was nobody else
We found what we were
Looking for in the summer

I never begged to be immune
To Read more…

BLED – YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF MYSELF

Welcome to the end of the night
Where everyone reeks of stale smoke, dirty jokes
Stop me if you’ve heard this one
The ransom’s over, where’s my cut, cut, cut, cut?

Skewered on an open flame
I bought you off the spit, pose for me
Paws and knees trace around the switchblade gash
We’re all born fresh but now we rot, rot, rot, rot

I’m the bastard kid of a dead beat town
You’re just what I need to bring me down
I’ve got enough strength Read more…