Texty: The Used. Let It Bleed.

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This poison's my intoxication
I broke the needle off in my skin
Picked the scabs and picked the bleeding
And assumed that it was all in vain

A positive scab that's never healing
Calloused hit me in the face
A burning bridge that's so misleading
Poison's more potent now with the flame

Let it bleed
And take the rest for what it's worth, whoa
Watch the fire
Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time
If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing

The fire department couldn't drown the city
They didn't even try to wash it clean
And what did you think, that I was sober?
Put me out 'cause I'm on fucking fire

A positive scab that's never healing
Regret that I kept this clean
The most that I can do for you is keep on lying
It's not a lie if you can let it sing

Let it bleed
And take the red for what it's worth, whoa
Watch the fire
Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time
If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing

Oh oh oh oh oh oh you might wanna sing
Ha ha ha you might wanna sing
Ha ha you might wanna sing
Ha ha sing
You might wanna sing
You might wanna sing
You might wanna sing it or scream it

This poison's my intoxication
I broke the needle off in my skin
Picked the scabs and picked the bleeding
Yeah, assume that it was all in vain

Let it bleed
And take the red for what it's worth, whoa
Watch the fire
Mama fill your lungs with smoke for the last time
If you feel like dying, if you feel like dying
If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing

Ha ha ha you might wanna sing
Ha ha you might wanna sing
You might wanna sing or scream it