the thorn in my side slowly leaks but the bloods aberrant color defeats me its like a dull maple leaf after winter has taken its toll maybe its visual misconception or lack of chemical connection though i believe it lost its life before ever leaving the wound dont get close to me ill be the one thats always letting you down im a sieve in the rain collecting it all for nothing ill be the blood that flows inside of your veins ill exsanguinate your body leaving you with nothing so hang me up and let me dry or throw me out and let me die i never thought itd be this way and now ill probably never change now it seems like i always fuck up everything so get close to me ill be the weight thats always holding you down i used to feel remorse but now its hard to feel much of anything if i could be the marrow in your bones id let myself pour out and drain as if you werent anything so hang me up and let me dry or throw me out and let me die i never thought itd be this way and now ill probably never change now it seems like i always fuck up everything so ill dig a hole one that could swallow me whole in hopes that ill grow into something much taller than ill ever be but ill just float down that river i know until i dissolve or erode like the blood i have lost on the way its what im coughing up again the blood from all my friends when god shows his light will i be clean will i be honest will i be alive will i be anything will i be alone 
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