Bloody Feeling

It's a long life, it's a long life

That you watch over with sex and a jog

And it's a fucked life I watch over

You might be healthy, but I'm street, baby

You work so hard to never be like me, baby

I'm repulsive

I'll pick the scab just to let it flow

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

You've pulled yourself way too thin

I'm sixteen sheets to the wind, to the wind

But better knocked out than nothing at all

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

What a bloody feeling

When I am knocked out

I'll stay down for the thrill of it

See me lying here

On the raw concrete

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling

What a bloody feeling, what a bloody feeling