I bleed upon every straw
Every straw you need
I bleed, you're blessed
Blessed with holy hands
If you could keep me together
I won't stay home, no I never
I lie in a pool of spit and fear
But I won't stay weak or hurt or shattered
Holding on
Funny names, second-skin
Third-skin, second-hands
It's a life paranoid
You're blessed with holy hands
If you could keep me together
I won't stay home, no I never