Bloody Knuckles

Here it comes another warm rejection Another station break One hand sweeps the deck Other hand to your chest The one that breaks his neck There it goes the floor just disappeared Opened my mouth and I bottomed out That's it for the new frontier And for those trained hands that make fancy sounds Would you take my hands Before I cut it off at the wrist Would you take my hands Before I lose everything in my grip Bloody, bloody Bloody, bloody Here it comes another warm rejection Another station break One hand sweeps the deck Other hand to your chest The one that breaks his neck The one that breaks his neck The one that breaks his neck The one that breaks his neck