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Lletres: Man Alive. Bleeding.

Just what am I supposed to say
When you rise up against me and it's clear I'm wrong
And I can see it's all my fault
It's just an everyday experience for me
Yet this one time I just can't seem
To just get over this memory of defeat

I'm bleeding, I'm seeing through black, swollen eyes

Why won't this air clear
Am I as guilty as I fear?
Is this shame justified?
Or will it leave tonight
How many days left to go
Until I hear the last from you
I pray it's soon.
I pray it's just a phase you're going through


I'm bleeding, I'm seeing through black, swollen eyes

But I deserve it
I've done the same to you before
And I've observed that I've just become to you a chore
And how I want you to stop being so mad at me

I'm bleeding, I'm seeing through black, swollen eyes