Hunted down like an animal
YOu shouldn't be so vulnerable
Like some perceived sense of artistry
You want to beleive in poetry
Blood to the ears
From which the deaf they will hear
Blood to the ears, blood to the ear, tonight
Half of what you need to live
But not for you, it's figurative
Your friends will finally realize
You just pretend to sympathize
This song is found on:
The Brother Martin