Bleeding Again
Let's start bleeding again
In the name of guilt
Let's start killing again
In the name of the blade
Ah Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter
No more
Ah slaughter, slaughter, slaughter
No more
Won't you rip your veins
So she knows you love her?
I take pills my friend
For the good of my head
Oh doctor, doctor, doctor
You were right
Oh doctor, doctor, doctor
I've been mad
Can you guess my name, I dare you
We can be full of joy
When joy has a barcode for sale
Bring out the music of joy
We'll dance till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead
We are already dead
Would you find yourself
Miles away from your dreams?
Would you good old man
With a lot things to say
Ah hold me, hold me, hold me
Or I'm gone
Ah hold me, hold me, hold me
Oh I'm gone
Can't you see my dear I love you
We can be full of joy
When joy has a barcode for sale
Bring out the music of joy
We'll dance till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead
We can be full of joy
When joy has a barcode for sale
Bring out the music of joy
We'll dance till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead
Till we're dead, till we're dead, till we're dead
Writer/s: Eric Coughanour