Bleeding Ceremony Lyrics
| Song | Bleeding Ceremony |
| Artist | Cherry Poppin' Daddies |
| Album | Soul Caddy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Perry | |
| I was taught to always be nice so | |
| I open doors on impulse | |
| Always make room on the sidewalk though | |
| I notice no one else does | |
| They just plow through knocking you down | |
| With a smug look on their faces | |
| So I stay home writing my songs in my fantasy oasis | |
| Would it be out of line | |
| To spend the rest of my life in my head? | |
| While I'm running my thumb all along on a razor's edge? | |
| Getting warm in the tub while | |
| I'm watching the clouds | |
| Of the blood | |
| I spread But | |
| I never said | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. I'm a loner, like or not. | |
| A Marat. Inside | |
| I'm lonely | |
| Purified my masochism in a bleeding ceremony | |
| Light a candle, open my hand, and | |
| I'll end retaliations | |
| From the dog pack cowardice here in the gauchest of the nations | |
| Would it be too benign | |
| To spend the rest of my time in my head? | |
| Am I hurting myself to remember? | |
| Like Orson's sled? | |
| I've been waiting so long for the words to this song | |
| I bet I bleed to death | |
| But I never said | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. Now I hope that magically | |
| I will emerge back into life | |
| Even though | |
| I'm vanishing now in a hemlock bath of wine | |
| Become a hero swinging my sword in a bloody ancient world | |
| And leave the life here ruined by guilt where they need to thin the herd | |
| DROP DEAD. | |
| Was what I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. What | |
| I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. What | |
| I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say... |
| zuo ci : Perry | |
| I was taught to always be nice so | |
| I open doors on impulse | |
| Always make room on the sidewalk though | |
| I notice no one else does | |
| They just plow through knocking you down | |
| With a smug look on their faces | |
| So I stay home writing my songs in my fantasy oasis | |
| Would it be out of line | |
| To spend the rest of my life in my head? | |
| While I' m running my thumb all along on a razor' s edge? | |
| Getting warm in the tub while | |
| I' m watching the clouds | |
| Of the blood | |
| I spread But | |
| I never said | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. I' m a loner, like or not. | |
| A Marat. Inside | |
| I' m lonely | |
| Purified my masochism in a bleeding ceremony | |
| Light a candle, open my hand, and | |
| I' ll end retaliations | |
| From the dog pack cowardice here in the gauchest of the nations | |
| Would it be too benign | |
| To spend the rest of my time in my head? | |
| Am I hurting myself to remember? | |
| Like Orson' s sled? | |
| I' ve been waiting so long for the words to this song | |
| I bet I bleed to death | |
| But I never said | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. Now I hope that magically | |
| I will emerge back into life | |
| Even though | |
| I' m vanishing now in a hemlock bath of wine | |
| Become a hero swinging my sword in a bloody ancient world | |
| And leave the life here ruined by guilt where they need to thin the herd | |
| DROP DEAD. | |
| Was what I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. What | |
| I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. What | |
| I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say... |
| zuò cí : Perry | |
| I was taught to always be nice so | |
| I open doors on impulse | |
| Always make room on the sidewalk though | |
| I notice no one else does | |
| They just plow through knocking you down | |
| With a smug look on their faces | |
| So I stay home writing my songs in my fantasy oasis | |
| Would it be out of line | |
| To spend the rest of my life in my head? | |
| While I' m running my thumb all along on a razor' s edge? | |
| Getting warm in the tub while | |
| I' m watching the clouds | |
| Of the blood | |
| I spread But | |
| I never said | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. I' m a loner, like or not. | |
| A Marat. Inside | |
| I' m lonely | |
| Purified my masochism in a bleeding ceremony | |
| Light a candle, open my hand, and | |
| I' ll end retaliations | |
| From the dog pack cowardice here in the gauchest of the nations | |
| Would it be too benign | |
| To spend the rest of my time in my head? | |
| Am I hurting myself to remember? | |
| Like Orson' s sled? | |
| I' ve been waiting so long for the words to this song | |
| I bet I bleed to death | |
| But I never said | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. Now I hope that magically | |
| I will emerge back into life | |
| Even though | |
| I' m vanishing now in a hemlock bath of wine | |
| Become a hero swinging my sword in a bloody ancient world | |
| And leave the life here ruined by guilt where they need to thin the herd | |
| DROP DEAD. | |
| Was what I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. What | |
| I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| Was DROP D | |
| EAD. What | |
| I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say | |
| What I wanted to say... |
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