Bloodless - Tom McRae

This train don’t stop at the Stations of the Cross

No reasons left to believe

Trying to stay awake, gave yourself a caffeine headache

To hide the taste of sleep

In choosing to forget you cut away the safety net

That holds your heart, holds your heart

And you go in search of youth touching up your empire roots

But these days we don’t know how to march

Satisfied with a knife in your spine, you’re bloodless

So tell me again, what am I feeling?

You know me so well, so what am I feeling?

And how can you tell?

I’ve got a feeling

You don’t know

We think that we’re the ones we’re the bright unconquered suns

Wait a while we’ll watch the light grow stale

And we smell so very clean, but we’re the oil in this machine

And this machine, this machine is going wrong

So choose your sides, when it comes to the fight you’re bloodless

So tell me again, what am I feeling?

You know me so well, so what am I feeling?

And how can you tell?

I’ve got a feeling

You don’t know

You choose your side but in the fight

I see your blood run white, your blood run white

And I’ve seen it all before and I see it again

And I see it again, so what am I feeling?

You know me so well, so what am I feeling?

And how can you tell?

I’ve got a feeling

You don’t know

So tell me again now, what am I feeling?

You know me so well, so what am I feeling

And how can you tell?

I’ve got a feeling

And I see it again, so what am I feeling?

You know me so well, so what am I feeling?

And how can you tell?

I’ve got a feeling

You don’t know