When the blood hits the barrel
My whole world unravels
It's time to time travel
As I sink into the gravel
Words become babble
Everyday's a constant battle
Please free me from this shackle
As i wake up in the morning
Feeling free and newborn
But ready for the rattle
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
When the blood hits the barrel
My whole world unravels
It's time to time travel
As I sink into the gravel
Words become babble
Everyday's a constant battle
Please free me from this shackle
As i wake up in the morning
Feeling free and newborn
But ready for the rattle
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