Oh I’m spitting red
I'm spitting red again
I haven't been able
To recover since this all began
I've found comfort in the dirt and debris
I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees

The idea of being bold
Stops when they say you're getting old
And if you want that silver lining
You can't forget what made you gold

I tell myself to swallow it all
And let it bleed

Open
Open your eyes
Don't die
Don't leave me behind
I need this now more than words can say
This is the line spilling off the page

Oh I'm spitting red
I'm spitting red again
I haven't been able to recover
Since this all began
I've found comfort in the dirt and debris
I'd rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees

The free world is a euphemism
That drags you down
Drags you with them
The free world is a euphemism
So sit tight stick around
Witness every victim

The idea of being bold
Stops when they say you're getting old
And if you want that silver lining
You can't forget what made you gold

I tell myself to swallow it all
And let it bleed

Open
Open your eyes
Don't die
Don't leave me behind
I need this now more than words can say
This is the line spilling off the page

I never knew it would be like this
I'm on my last breath
I've got nothing left
I'm spitting red
I've got nothing left