Blood Songtext
von Selfish Things

I am disease, a violent dream
A prophet in a pulpit where the truth can bleed
I wanna scream, make you believe
And shake you to the core of your entire being

You choke me up and cut me down
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
You choke me up and cut me down
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
Than the speed of sound

White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins

Are you afraid? Are you ashamed?
I feel your pain, it′s rushing through collapsing veins
Malignant brain, so cold and fake
A diagnosis coming that you can't explain


White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins

White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins

You choke me up and cut me down
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
You choke me up and cut me down
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
Than the speed of sound

White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins

White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins