| Song | I Think I'm Bleeding |
| Artist | Ally Kerr |
| Album | Off The Radar |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I circle round the night | |
| I’m cursing all in sight | |
| And my only hope is that I find my way back home | |
| The rain it hits my back, I’m a wounded alley cat | |
| And I’m governed by the way the cobbles feel | |
| I think I’m bleeding, my heart’s conceding | |
| Knows what it’s needing, falling down, down down | |
| I think I’m bleeding, My heart’s conceding | |
| Knows what it’s needing, falling down, down down | |
| I could end up a bum | |
| My currency the sun | |
| As I stumble through abandoned circus fields | |
| Just sinking underground | |
| And burning bridges down | |
| As the scorn of old flames ravage at my heels | |
| I think I’m bleeding, my heart’s conceding | |
| Knows what it’s needing, falling down, down down | |
| It’s not about you, wouldn’t you know, wouldn’t you know | |
| Will my words surround you | |
| Can’t let them go | |
| I can’t let it show |
| I circle round the night | |
| I' m cursing all in sight | |
| And my only hope is that I find my way back home | |
| The rain it hits my back, I' m a wounded alley cat | |
| And I' m governed by the way the cobbles feel | |
| I think I' m bleeding, my heart' s conceding | |
| Knows what it' s needing, falling down, down down | |
| I think I' m bleeding, My heart' s conceding | |
| Knows what it' s needing, falling down, down down | |
| I could end up a bum | |
| My currency the sun | |
| As I stumble through abandoned circus fields | |
| Just sinking underground | |
| And burning bridges down | |
| As the scorn of old flames ravage at my heels | |
| I think I' m bleeding, my heart' s conceding | |
| Knows what it' s needing, falling down, down down | |
| It' s not about you, wouldn' t you know, wouldn' t you know | |
| Will my words surround you | |
| Can' t let them go | |
| I can' t let it show |
| I circle round the night | |
| I' m cursing all in sight | |
| And my only hope is that I find my way back home | |
| The rain it hits my back, I' m a wounded alley cat | |
| And I' m governed by the way the cobbles feel | |
| I think I' m bleeding, my heart' s conceding | |
| Knows what it' s needing, falling down, down down | |
| I think I' m bleeding, My heart' s conceding | |
| Knows what it' s needing, falling down, down down | |
| I could end up a bum | |
| My currency the sun | |
| As I stumble through abandoned circus fields | |
| Just sinking underground | |
| And burning bridges down | |
| As the scorn of old flames ravage at my heels | |
| I think I' m bleeding, my heart' s conceding | |
| Knows what it' s needing, falling down, down down | |
| It' s not about you, wouldn' t you know, wouldn' t you know | |
| Will my words surround you | |
| Can' t let them go | |
| I can' t let it show |