All my wings are damaged
All my scars were unsung
The torsion pulled on my talons
You'd see me right I was told
You'd bleed like me
You'd bleed like me
I was told
Send me pennys for your thoughts
Shined in counterfeit and gold
I watch you shine all my bright spots
You're Machinery for the soul
You'd bleed like me
You'd bleed like me
I was told
The ides of March and their crosses
The howls from the aisles are mine
A tired heart from your losses
Make me water make me wine
You'd bleed like me
You'd bleed like me
I was told