Bleed It Out - Unshatter Film Soundtrack (Live in São Paulo) Lyrics

Now, can I see those hands up?
Even the people up top, put 'em up
That's right, that's right
Yeah

Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time
Hand grenade pins in every line
Throw 'em up and let something shine
Going out of my fucking mind

Filthy mouth, no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so I won't get loose

Truth is, you can stop and stare
Bled myself out, and no one cares
Dug the trench out, laid down there
With a shovel up out of reach somewhere

Yeah, someone pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it (out, digging deeper just to throw it away)
(I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away)
(I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away)
(Just to throw it away, just to throw it away)
I bleed it out

Go, stop the show
Choppy words and a sloppy flow
Shotgun opera, lock and load
Cock it back and then watch it go

Mama, help me, I've been cursed
Death is rollin' in every verse
Candy paint on his brand-new hearse
But I can't contain him, I know he works

Fuck, this hurts, I won't lie
Doesn't matter how hard I try
Half the words don't mean a thing
And I know that I won't be satisfied

So, why try ignorin' him?
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away, just to throw it away
I bleed it out

I've opened up these scars
(I'll make you face this)
I've pulled myself so far
I'll make you face this now

I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night
Shining with the light from the sun
Sun doesn't give the light to the moon, assuming
The moon's gonna owe it one
Makes me think of how you act to me
You do favors, then rapidly
You just turned around and start askin' me about things
Things that you want back from me

I'm sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you actin' like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest

I'm so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you actin' like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest

I bleed it out (digging deeper just to throw it away)
(I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away)
(I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away)
(Just to throw it away, just to throw it away)

I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away, just to throw it away
I bleed it out
I bleed it out

I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it-, just to throw it away
I bleed it out
I bleed it out

I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out