blightwork

I can bleed as much as you want
 And I know I have
 But I don't have to keep on bleeding
 Now I know that
 On the deck in the suburbs
 I felt something bad
 I didn't know what I was feeling back then
 But it rotted so deep
 Through everything I had
 And will I be the kind of daughter
 You think you see inside of me
 I'll let you think so if you want
 And will I be the kind of knowledge
 That kills you one day
 That's up to you
 I don't really remember what I want
 I look inside my body and my soul is gone
 I want the courage to make you hate me
 Honestly it's all I can think of lately
 And will I be the kind of daughter
 You think you see inside of me
 I'll let you think so if you want
 And will I be the kind of memory
 That kills you one day
 That's up to you