Inside my head You're inside my head What do you want from me? Now you got me You won't let go It won't let go Now my fingers bleed Now they're staring at me I'm a coward now

You couldn't let it be You could of let me bleed Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound You could of let me heal I hate the way it feels Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound. Being dead must be better than this. Already hurts

Hey, man, get away from me Parading to the masses, we're coming so fresh to death I've been stealing looks from shadows you conjure with your purse Yeah, you're walking in stilettos, but your nose is bleeding out I've been running from the devil, but the

With everything I won't let this go, these words are my heart and soul I'll hold on to this moment you know, as I bleed my heart out to show I want you to know And I won't let go I don't want this moment to ever end Where everything's nothing without you

Get it on rider And if you want it, you can lean on me Yeah, we all need someone we can bleed on Let it out rider Well, we all need someone we can lean on Yeah, we all need someone we can lean on She said, my breasts, they will always be open Baby, you

As soon as I get my gun (Don't even have a gun) (Don't even have a gun!) But we want someone like you. We could get somebody else, Then let's go Can I bleed enough to fill up what the engine takes? I don't know They're teaching me to kill

Your sting red full stops my skin, dotted, scratch scratch, now I’m bleeding. Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings. There’s bears in the wood and they’re out to get me, And I’m safe from harm if I stay in this chalet. And hold me tight

Give it to me, give till you ain't got anymore Let me see you hold up your salute to the sky While you sing it out, bleeding out your lungs till you die 'Cause I need it to believe it, that you got any soul Pick your heart off the floor and scream it

Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam and Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine) But don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in Permanent jet lag Please take me back (please take be back) Please take be back (Oh)

Blood brothers Take a bullet for each other Yea brothers a light that don't come cheap And you lean on one another Thick as these and the best of friends You fight, you cry, you lie, you bleed We were as young as we were dumb When we piled in a ol' pile