Tell me what to do
When I get home all scratched and bruised
I'm lickin' all my wounds
Anything to heal them soon
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And I think
When I taste blood
Inside my mouth
I feel alive, I feel alive

Daylight, nighttime
What's the difference now?
It all blurs into colors and words I can't pronounce
I wanna take a different route
But I don't know how