Blood on Your Knees

I started out at the end of the road
 Realized I had a good ways to go
 I had no supplies, no lover to hold
 It got cold, it got cold
 And I spit on the pavement
 And stuck to the wheat
 And choked on the ruthlessness inside of me
 Oh it's just blood on your knees, blood on your knees
 Oh no it ain't time to die
 Quit wallowing, wasting, wondering "why me?"
 And just pick up your feet
 
 Stopped at a station with lottery lights
 It promised a fortune on this lonely night
 You were rude with my money
 And cruel with my dreams
 Yeah I tripped over nothing
 And fell down and grieved
 Oh it's just blood on your knees, blood on your knees
 Oh no it ain't time to die
 So quit wallowing, wasting, wondering "why me?"
 And just pick up your feet
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 Ohbaby are you feeling sorry for yourself?
 
 Are you mad that you got dirty?
 Are you blamin' someone else?
 Ooh ah
 Oh it's just blood on your knees, blood on your knees
 Oh no it ain't time to die
 So quit wallowing, wasting, wondering "why me?"
 And just pick up your feet
 Oh just pick up your feet