Ringfinger

Blood will justify the ends of our means The council will bleed us dry of all our needs But why the Gesture When no one's around To drop us somewhere Way far down the throat I send praise Everyday Everyday Blood will flow down my way Lying to cover the rag damp with my sweat The finding of a vein to infest with poison Swallow the shape dry Cry and Breathe out Pace and Sweat then Pass out Wake up Disarmed With no one Everyday It's not like I could count on you Your eyes were glossed and pierced me through Everyday It's not like I could count on you Your eyes were glossed and pierced me through You Dragged Me Down You Dragged Me Down Everyday It's not like I could count on you Your eyes were glossed and pierced me through Everyday It's not like I could count on you Your eyes were glossed and pierced me through Clinch my fist at your death