Bleeding In The Blur

You’re fighting, overcomes it’s is shit
Burning in the garden as they watch over it
while jumping at the bit
The line between art and pain no longer exists
You’re bleeding in the blur
You’re dying again
hell you want it
It’s yours to make it
I’m mastering the
While in the rain
I’m back to cowards
And all the other names
numbers on the paper
The view’ll never change
Construct a choice to fill the void
You
You’re bleeding in the blur
You’re dying again
hell you want it
It’s yours to make it