There's Blood on the Blade
What is he good for?
He needs to be told
I can see his languish soul
It's taking it's toll
His mere few years have felt like too long
He's had enough of the breath in his lungs
And he's dwelling on the previous
And his pain it becomes so serious
The disposition of hate begins to titillate
There's blood on the blade
Autor(es): Lab Partner
