ALBUM REVIEW: Bleed – Self-Titled
The feeling has left you without the words to make this real.
The feeling has left you without the words to make this real.
Our hearts will burst on impact.
I can’t be who you want me to be
But I keep craving that false sense of security
The angel left my shoulder long before you came.
Boy like a bruise, cutting strings on your balloons. Tell me what am I to do when you’re away?
With nowhere to hide, find peace being truthful.
Don’t lose your head…
Nails pressed through beggars hands.
We know the cost, but is it the truth?