Diseases Of The Blood

Diseases Of The Blood - Ice Age

I know I'll go through life hated

Hated for taking words on tips of tongues

And spreading them in songs I've sung

With so much oxygen that's wasted

Wasted wasted on niceties

And wishing well and choking on truths that no one tells

Son you gotta live your life in the trenches to understand how sweet revenge is

And if you wanna survive you better learn to love the coppery

Taste of your own blood

I know I'll go through life hating

Hating cause I pay through the nose for my sins

While the rest of you f**kers are cashing in

The words we spoke lacerated our throats

And it's just our luck to survive the cuts

And succumb to the infection

Son you gotta live your life in the trenches to understand

How sweet revenge is

And if you wanna survive

You better learn to love the coppery taste of your own blood

You better learn to love the taste of your own blood

You better learn to love the taste of your own blood

You better learn to love the taste of your own blood