Blood and Guts - Young Jesus

You know that I will always love you

You know that I will never die

You know that I will always love you

You know that I will never die

I got something i need to tell you

I think i am losing my mind

I wake up to all kinds of sirens

Grit my teeth and lose of time

I think I’ve found a type of thinking (thinking) brings me close To losing

touch (close to losing touch) dreams turn green then Turn real then orange and

real spits me out into a dream

I got something i need to tell you

I think I am losing my mind

I moved out and became a writer

Mother, father, liver in time

But I wake up to all kinds of sirens

Grit my teeth and lose sense of time

While Milo writes the sign of the cross

With blood he drained while Neil’s alive

It’s a strange idea

Something blooms from dead orange peels

It’s neither negative or positive

It’s just a thing that is such a strange idea