Yesterdays

You say that I'm not scare That I don't have a fear of dying That I don't need your hand That I'm tired of lying But they burned down these walls So they can build new ones I had a friend across that street But now we're sworn enemies How can you deny me my hands The needle provides me With the comfort I need So I bleed Your compassion has cameras for eyes But you can't see through their lies You see the ruins of some yesterday I see being where our children Used to play And now the lightbulbs are getting dim Steam rises from the dead man's limbs It seems like they're too scared to try No one seems to remember why How can you deny me my hands The needle provides me With the comfort I need So I bleed I bleed How can you deny me my hands The needle provides me With the comfort I need So I bleed