Lyrics
It's Sunday and the streets aren't clear
Observation of a Sunday with unclear streets
The traffic's screaming
Intense traffic noise
But we can't hear
Difficulty hearing due to the loud surroundings
The sounds, the metals
Repetition of the impact of sounds and metals causing madness
Driving us mad
-The sounds, the metals
-Driving us mad
-The sounds, the metals
-Driving us mad
-The sounds, the metals
-Driving us mad
-We must bleed, we must bleed
Expression of a need to bleed, possibly metaphorical for release or coping
We must bleed, we must bleed
-The crash as the bottle breaks
Description of the crash sound of a bottle breaking
Flashes it will through my veins
The sensation of the crash flowing through the veins
The pain, the colors
Connection between pain, colors, and maintaining sanity
Making me sane
-The pain, the colors
-Making me sane
-The pain, the colors
-Making me sane
-The pain, the colors
-Making me sane
-We must bleed, we must bleed
Reiteration of the need to bleed
We must bleed, we must bleed
-Nightfan and it feels so right
Reference to Nightfan and a feeling of righteousness
Somethin scorchin' better to fight
A desire for something intense to fight
Touch me and I'll cut you on sight
Warning about cutting upon touch
Touch me and I'll cut you on sight
-Touch me and I'll cut you on sight
-Touch me and I'll cut you on sight
-We must bleed, we must bleed
Reiteration of the imperative to bleed
we must bleed, we must bleed
-I'm not one I'm two
Repetition of "I'm not one, I'm two," possibly implying a duality or inner conflict
I'm not one I'm two
-I'm not one I'm two
-I'm not one I'm two
-I'm not one I'm two
-I want out now
Expressed desire to break free or escape
I want out now
-I want out now
-I want out now
-I want out now
-I want out now
-I want out now
-I want out now, now, now, now
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