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Blood on My Hands

from Winter Of Our Discontent by Headless Relatives



Hunched over the sink
Trying to get the room not to sway
The remnants of my drink
Are being swept away

Shards of sacred crystal catch the light
And throw it back in my face
This insight is a bit too erudite
Cutting through my mind without a trace

The image that I drew
(There's so much blood on my hands)
Shredded by abrasive truth
(There's so much blood on my hands)
My poles reversed in one violent move
(There's so much blood on my hands)
I've lost my bearings

Phantoms float up from the drain
And hover in formation before my eyes
I try to hide the stain
Scrub it off with steel wool and lye

The burning of my skin
A desperate bid to seek reprieve
If I can discard the evidence
Maybe these specters too will leave

The accusation in their eyes
(There's so much blood on my hands)
Rejects my sacrifice
(There's so much blood on my hands)
No room for compromise
(There's so much blood on my hands)
No option to forego the blame


from Winter Of Our Discontent, released April 12, 2020




Headless Relatives Troy, New York

Headless Relatives play songs. These songs feature desperate individuals, bittersweet memories, and ancient Egyptian gods. Some of these songs can be found here.

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