I leave this f**in' land
Opening your magic's hands
And I'm still bleeding
You try to make me dry
You try to make me dry
And I'm still thinking
With my blood like a roof
Maybe red, maybe wet
But I'm still thinking
With my blood like a roof
Maybe red, maybe wet
But I'm still thinking
You try to make me dry
You try to make me dry
And I'm still thinking
I leave this f**in' land
Opening your magic's hands
And I'm still bleeding
With my blood like a roof
Maybe red, maybe wet
But I'm still bleeding
With my blood like a roof
Maybe red, maybe wet
But I'm still thinking