Texty: Tom McRae. Tom McRae. Bloodless.

This train don't stop at the stations of the cross
No reasons left to believe
Trying to stay awake gave yourself a caffeine headache
To hide the taste of sleep

In choosing to forget you cut away the safety net that holds your heart, holds your heart
And you go in search of youth touching up your empire roots
But these days we don't know how to march
Satisfied with a knife in your spine you're bloodless

So tell me again what am I feeling you know me so well
So what am I feeling and how can you tell
I've got a feeling you don't know

We think that we're the ones we're the bright unconquered suns
Wait a while we'll watch the light grow stale
And we smell so very clean but we're the
Oil in this machine and this machine
This machine is going wrong

So choose your sides when it comes to the fight you're bloodless
So tell me again what am I feeling you know me so well
So what am I feeling and how can you tell
I've got a feeling you don't know

You choose your side but in the fight I see your blood run white, your blood run white
And I've seen it all before and I see it again

And I see it again
So what am I feeling you know me so well
So what am I feeling and how can you tell
I've got a feeling you don't know

So tell me again now what am I feeling you know me so well
So what am I feeling and how can you tell
I've got a feeling

So tell me again now what am I feeling you know me so well
So what am I feeling and how can you tell
I've got a feeling you don't know