LEECHES
Lyrics
Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing
They can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight
Caught in the rivers of the tears that I cried
Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden
Push their way inside, I go run and hide
They lift all the covers, pull me into their sight
Slimy and superficial
Straightening their artificial yapping to seem official
Making it beneficial to their cause
How much blood can you draw with your claws
From a flesh that's not yours?
My hands aren't yours and
Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left to keep you enthralled
I guess that is the luck of the draw
Let all their friends in, the enemy's present
They don't think too hard 'bout your fragile heart
They eat off the table that you set, so you starve
Stop all your breathing
No, don't let them see you
They find any way just to make you stay
Right where they want you in their piss-covered games
Slimy and superficial
Straightening their artificial yapping to seem official
Making it beneficial to their cause
How much blood can you draw with your claws
From a flesh that's not yours?
My hands aren't yours and
Gnaw on my bones, no marrow left to keep you enthralled
I guess that is the luck of the draw
Writer(s): Melanie Adele Martinez, Simon Rosen
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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