Stop The Bleeding

Stop the bleeding

Stop the thinking

Stop the bleeding

Sometimes it’s like the world is speeding up

And slowing down in time

Out in reverse and I can’t tell if I’m in front

Or far behind

Like the one eyed man, in the land of the blind

I ain’t no king, I swim with anything

What’s the reason, your role is up for question,

May seem random, but don’t abandon the force

Of your own creation, the worlds out there, hard

To feel it, the truths out there can’t believe it leave

It! Don’t think it aint fair just cause you can’t see it

Gotta pick myself up from the ground, take my hand

Out of my hands, stop the bleeding, stop the thinking,

Stop! Gotta turn it around, turn it round!

Gotta pick myself up from the ground, take my hand

Out of my hands, stop the bleeding, stop the thinking,

Stop! Gotta turn it around, turn it round!

In a galaxy far away called yesterday, there were prophecies

Of perfect world outta space, robots, servants, flying cars

And shining surfaces, year 2033 so fast I didn’t have a clue!

When I was a child I remember thinking mum and dad they

Knew everything, when I grew up to be a man, I’d know just

As much as them! Yest’day dead, it's dead and gone, it’s all

About now, not about what did you do!

Gotta pick myself up from the ground, take my hand

Out of my hands, stop the bleeding, stop the thinking,

Stop! Gotta turn it around, turn it round!

Gotta pick myself up from the ground, take my hand

Out of my hands, stop the bleeding, stop the thinking,

Stop! Gotta turn it around, turn it round!

Take my hand (Stop), take my hand (Stop)

Outta my hand (Turn around)

Stop the bleeding!

Stop the thinking!

Stop the bleeding!

Stop the thinking!

Stop!