Raw Blood

[Verse 1, Christina Michelle] Raw blood on my body Is it too cold or is it warm enough? I cry and cry and cry and cry and cry like a beast [?] [Verse 2, Christina Michelle] I wake myself up with a desperate gasp I feel [?] on my chest and it hurts [?] expands, I need to [?] Open [?] courageous steps [?] [Instrumental Chorus] [Verse 3, Christina Michelle] I scream the edges and climb up the [?] Trying to feel my bones [?] [Verse 4, Christina Michelle] Is this the real me? Or just an illusion of the [?] Flipping delis over, trying to find a clear cut I want to walk over, the delis I wish I want [?] I wish I [?] [?] to convince me I [?] I get so mad [?] just makes me want to [?] [?] my world, [?] [Instrumental Chorus] [Outro, Christina Michelle] Raw blood Raw blood Raw blood Raw blood Raw blood There is no future [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood [?] Raw blood Raw blood Raw blood Raw blood Raw blood Raw blood