Lyrics Bleeding - Foster Hilding
I
don't
wanna
see
your
face
Reddening
with
blood
I
got
a
pitch
fork
in
my
back
pocket
Ready
for
the
war
to
start
I
got
a
pitch
fork
in
my
back
pocket
Ready
for
the
war
to
start
I
said
I'm
coming
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
up
I
gave
it
I
gave
it
up
Mother
fucker
1 The Quickest Form of Escape is Always Through
2 Bleeding
3 My Body is the Base of the Mountain
4 As it Slips Through Your Fingers
5 Every Yesterday is a Rabbit Hole
6 The Ditch Between The Roads
7 Your Cologne Stains the Fridge Like a Mold
8 American English
9 Insolent Little Shit
10 Echoes of a New Day
11 Exodus
12 I Wish That I Could Tell You That I Love You
13 Emptiness
14 Pa
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