Night Errors - The Bled

All your moves are an act to me, If I’m dismissive

The red on your hand and the stutter in your step gave me permission

Who’s broken heart did I abduct to feign these tears?

Who’s battered soul did I usurp to howl like this?

The blade sharp and well groomed, but the execution lacked vision

I was deployed to revive the lull in your casual blackouts

Who’s phantom hand did I possess to get this feeling?

One foot on the stage, one foot in the grave

The only time you feel alive is when you’re on fire

There’s a tempest raging on and on in my body

You picked your battles, I just loved to fight

Lost some, won some, then I lost count

You can’t see eye to eye when you’re drinking from a different well

I’m unopposed to replaying the dying picture

I couldn’t shut your laughing eyes, they just kept on getting louder and louder

Grand delusions rub my ego so raw.

I wasn’t burn with this thorn in my side, no

I stole every kiss from the sight of the crash

If you believe these outrageous claims

Then I’ll take you to the black hole

Where no one escapes