It's Sunday and the streets aren't clear
The traffic's screaming but we can't hear
The sounds the metals driving us mad
The sounds the metals driving us mad
We must bleed, we must bleed, we must bleed
The crash as the bottle breaks
Flashes its will through my veins
The pain the colors making me sane
The pain the colors making me sane
The pain the colors making me sane
We must bleed, we must bleed, we must bleed
I'm not one I'm two, I'm not one I'm two
I want out now, I want out now, I want out now now now now now now now now
Writer(s): Pat Smear, Darby Crash
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