Bleeding Boy Part II: Lock Her in the Mad House (Instrumental Demo)

Описание: When Someone kill themselves
Are you sad because they're gone?
Or are you sad because you feel the guilt that you did something wrong?
It doesn't matter if you're heinous
It doesn't matter if you're close
You can still hear their laughter in the fold of your clothes
It's a cruel joke played from the hatter's left hand
That the sent of their smile still pollutes your land
Don't ever let blood touch your sugary, silk hand
the police said that she'd be okay
The policeman told him that she'd be alright
But she wasn't
And she's not
And she won't
Who cares?
And she wasn't, and she's not, and she won't, who cares?
And her family's not, and they can't, who cares?
And he wasn't, and he isn't, and he won't, who cares?
So
Lock her in the madhouse
Lock in the madhouse
Kick her while she's down
Kick her while she's down
Kick her outta town
Kick her outta town
Keep her away from me
Away from me
Away from me
Somebody help me, my heads on Backwards!

Bleeding boy
Ooo
Afraid to be a sex doll with a flashlight that doesn't work
Oh, bleeding boy
There is nothing left to form a scab
As the sun sets behind the tree line
You're running out of time
You've got to run away
Just like they told you to
She's not worth it anyway
Your hammer broke
And your out of nails
And your hands are beat red with more blood
Bleeding boy
Bleeding boy
Bleeding boy
Lock her in the mad house
Lock her in the mad house
Kick her while she's down
Kick her while she's down
Kick her while she's down
Kick her while she's down