Yesterdays

You say that I'm not scare
That I don't have a fear of dying
That I don't need your hand
That I'm tired of lying

But they burned down these walls
So they can build new ones
I had a friend across that street
But now we're sworn enemies

How can you deny me my hands
The needle provides me
With the comfort I need
So I bleed

Your compassion has cameras for eyes
But you can't see through their lies
You see the ruins of some yesterday
I see being where our children
Used to play

And now the lightbulbs are getting dim
Steam rises from the dead man's limbs
It seems like they're too scared to try
No one seems to remember why

How can you deny me my hands
The needle provides me
With the comfort I need
So I bleed
I bleed

How can you deny me my hands
The needle provides me
With the comfort I need
So I bleed