The More You Bleed

I heard you're the best daydreamer around You write symphonies without making a sound But your heart's all in a mess And your brain's tucked under your vest Well it seems to me, the more you bleed The better your symphonies sound There's me thinking you're gonna make yourself win I'm handing in my request to live in sin You get knocked down, why do you take it on the chin? Until then, I don't know where to begin Cos your heart's all in a mess And your brain's held close to your chest Well I don't see, what you'd learn from me In an effort to make yourself proud The more you bleed The more you bleed The more you bleed, the better your symphonies sound The more you bleed, the better your symphonies sound Cos your The more you bleed, the better your symphonies sound Cos your heart's all in a mess And your brain's beating out of your chest Well it seems to me That the more you bleed Well it seems to me, the more you bleed The better your symphonies sound The more you bleed, the better your symphonies The more you bleed, the better your symphonies The more you bleed, the better your symphonies The more you bleed, the better your symphonies sound