Bleeding, all night and all day
Crying, every day
Bleeding, because I stayed
falling, like the rain

Living without you
I can't explain
it feels like crashing
with an aeroplane

Bleeding, in the night
Crying, out of sight
Beeding, no more pride
Praying, Everynight

My wounds have got to deep
I got no chance
I got no hope
to Live

Bleeding, I fele it in my mouth
crying, I got no proud
Bleeding, without a crowd
Screaming, heavensloud

I got a name on my gun
and it says yours
I got a name on my gun
and it says yours


(c) Vanity