Recent Songs: Blood Sport

Blood Sport


This isn’t who you wanted to be
It’s just an idea you were told that you should
You powder your wig ‘till you feel like a doughnut
Complete with a hole where your center should be

Nothing to prove
We know that you would if you could
But you just can’t
So, there’s nothing to prove
We know that you tried but your living a lie
And dying

So sell yourself short
There’s disease in their blood
And this game is a blood sport
Sell yourself short
There’s disease in their blood
And this game… it’s a blood sport

I just wanted to go
Have a picnic in Barboursville
Down by The Ruins with you
But the storm clouds said, “No”
So I put on my tie and smiled through the grind on nothing
Weekend to weekend
I’m weakening
With nothing to prove
And I’m scared that one day you’ll ask
How to keep going on
When all that I can say to you
Is to…

Sell yourself short
There’s disease in their blood
And this game is a blood sport
Sell yourself short
There’s disease in their blood
And this game, it’s a blood sport
And these
Pomegranate
Seeds in your belly
Are turning you into something you despised
These
Pomegranate
Seeds in your belly
Hold you sick, curled in a panic
Like you’re full of shrapnel butterflies

When there is nothing to prove
We know that you would if you could
But you just can’t
So, there’s nothing to prove
We know that you tried but your living a lie
And dying

So sell yourself short
Sell yourself out
Or maybe just quit selling yourself at all
They’re out for your blood
There’s disease in their blood
And this game…
This game…
This game…
Is a blood sport


October 10, 2015