I give blood

that i broke from myself that i get better to someone else


is what makes a man the dirt on his hands


to put your faith in the desert sand

the winners always....


there are gallows deep inside my minds


the clear i hung ambitioin

is it love thats knocking right on my back door?


because i've been breaking mirrors since 1984


i walk under ladders, i spill salt on sores

and i open my umbrella even when i am indoors


getting seven more




I give blood without any cause but wish i could give up the person i was


holding my breath would help everhthing went to hell so now i still from the....




i am screaming at my own shadow to stop living like a ghost


is it love that's knocking right on my backdoor?


because i've been breaking mirrors since 1984

i walk under ladders i spill salt on sores


and i open my umbrella even when i'm indoors


getting seven more




i don't need a ....20 years of naming that cuz i'm not done screaming it you can call up the intervention


cuz i don't need your attention




is it love that's knocking right on my backdoor?


because i've been breaking mirrors since 1984

i walk under ladders


i spill salt on sores


and i open my unbrella even when i'm indoors