BLEEDIN POETRY

1 Bleeding Poetry
I raise the brighten light over the seas
Can you see me?
Though youve could find the passion in the simple things
Ive made my moves; my silent shot the pallid waves
And then again the kids we carried fading like magic

Can you read the stars, theyre bleeding tired
Theyre shaking the waves off
Blood comes like the river deep in the tropical waste land of
My love, and Im driving away right west, waste lands, they take my
Essence away Hope you still looking up for me
Im rest of the youth weekends
Old Man on the village of the nostalgic
Grinding those chaotic flames here

Youve ripped my heart out
And let me waving around the dark seas
Like I was some kind of a frighten
I didnt find the treasure of this simple pleasure
It wasnt so clean, Im just a bleeding poetry waving around those memories

Waving around those memories
Waving around those memories
Poetry (waving around those memories)
Those memories.








2 Regret
Like the meaning of those cheating things
Youve most the thing I should forget
But I regret, Ive find some pills for the full moon

And I can fight against werewolves
Climb up those four walls
Take no revenge, my mark boundaries the unexpected sentimental thing

Take out your blessings, I dont need any of your prays
I realize, above the sky, the air makes me breathe more than your love ever did
So we can see another people, admit it, youre doing this such a
Long time ago... no apologies, no sorrows

I still drowning on these chamber lights