| You are the blood inside my head | |
| The stain that seeps into this bed | |
| You bring me down to my knees | |
| Take the sickness and disease | |
| You are the trigger for the crime | |
| Into the liquid lake of lead | |
| You are the damage and the dirt | |
| You are the thing | |
| I cannot hurt | |
| Everything you touch | |
| Everything you see | |
| Everything you are is enough for me | |
| Everything you seek | |
| Everytime you bleed | |
| I get down and pray for protection | |
| I confess to contempt | |
| When you bleed me | |
| You think it hurts | |
| But you need me | |
| In contempt | |
| When you bleed me | |
| You think it hurts | |
| But you need me | |
| I am the drought upon the seed | |
| I am the leper left unseen | |
| Stupidity is all | |
| I heed This broken vein that you try to bleed | |
| One more bitter cup of bile | |
| Before you crawl your famine mile | |
| The endless bottle and the gun | |
| Works anytime for anyone | |
| Everything you touch | |
| Everything you see | |
| Everything you are is enough for me | |
| Everything you seek | |
| Everytime you bleed | |
| I get down and pray for protection | |
| I confess to contempt | |
| When you bleed me | |
| You think it hurts | |
| But you need me | |
| In contempt | |
| When you bleed me | |
| You think it hurts | |
| But you need me |