Young Livers - Suffering From lyrics

In the direction of the blood that runs from a fresh cut throat, we run down From the perspective of a dead man's eyes staring up at dead men walking tall We face up to look down We breathe out just to hear something else There's a connection like a mid-air collision makes a point to kiss each other goodbye By the looks on your faces, I bet you've never seen blood run this thin and cold It goes down like ocean water breathed into the lungs, like gla** swallowed and spit up