You're Blessed

I bleed upon every straw Every straw, you need, I bleed You're blessed Blessed with holy hands If you could keep me together I won't stay home No, I never I lie in a pool of spit and fear But I won't stay weak Or hurt or shattered Holding on Holding on Forming hands, second skin Funny skin, second hands It's a life, paranoid You're blessed with holy hands If you could keep me together I won't stay home No, I never