Blood Loss (feat. Carson Pace)

Why don't they play fair?

For fakes, they faintly represent fame

Oh, despair

They say the same to praise the sacred

Over their arrangements, cultivating hatred

I compare them with these tainted games

So heinously, I'll push them into flames

To see them face to face with pains I feel

Cultivating veins to harvest them, assemble

Send them to somewhere, semblance

Leave me less than nothing

Leave me less than you

Leave me when you need

I've seen what you believe's the best of you

I've seen better days

I've seen better days

I've seen better days

Less than nothing

Leave me less than you

Leave me when you need

I've seen what you believe's the best of you

I've seen better days

Consciously seething, I can't grind my teeth down any duller

Priceless, isn't it?

All of your friends left

None of your ends met

Christ said, "Break bread"

What if I did?

What if it's lead now?

They didn't bother me the slightest bit

'Cause their blows don't compare to the blood loss

They didn't offer me the fairest bid

But their blows don't compare to the blood loss

They didn't bother me the slightest bit

'Cause the blows don't compare to the feeling of the pain given to me

I wonder if you could do any better than I have instead

And still your face looks on in hatred as you engrave blood loss

For fakes, they faintly represent fame

Oh, despair

They say the same to praise the sacred

Over their arrangements, cultivating hatred

I compare them with these tainted games

So heinously I'll push them into flames

I'll push them into flames

I'll push them into flames

Less than nothing

Leave me less than you

Leave me when you need

I've seen what you believe's the best of you

I've seen better days