Blood

Blood, blood on my skin and hands and nails And in my eyes as well I'm crawling I'm in an underground bunker with my computer-controlled flying bomb It's numbness without end or change You've shown your arse now I don't want to see anyone anymore Schools and hospitals and homes People are worse than you think There are people who really don't care Huh? My naivety now Blood on my skin and hands and nails And in my eyes as well I try to see Just really welcoming and really understanding A really relaxed and open atmosphere It's usual to put these things to onе side In my eyes and on my hands as wеll And in my dreams too, you'll see The people in the house at the moment are renting So it's all good, anytime, we can move in Fickle, so fickle, just exactly fickle That I can't believe Pilgrimage, private life, mortality Deep shock felt in the body Shot right through my sternum, bounced off my sternum Off my chest cavity I fell, I fell and was hit and was blown down by a gale Crawling, my hands Well, I've shown my arse now Blood (On my hands as well) Blood on my screen Blood for breakfast (And in my dreams too) I don't want to see anymore (You'll see) Doo-doo, do Doo-doo, do Do, do Do, do