Bleeding Ceremony Lyrics - Cherry Poppin Daddies

I was taught to always be nice so I open doors on impulse 

Always make room on the sidewalk though I notice no one else does 

They just plow through knocking you down 

With a smug look on their faces 

So I stay home writing my songs in my fantasy oasis 

Would it be out of line 

To spend the rest of my life in my head? 

While I'm running my thumb all along on a razor's edge? 

Getting warm in the tub while I'm watching the clouds 

Of the blood I spread 

But I never said 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

Was DROP DEAD. 

I'm a loner, like or not. A Marat. Inside I'm lonely 

Purified my masochism in a bleeding ceremony 

Light a candle, open my hand, and I'll end retaliations 

From the dog pack cowardice here in the gauchest of the nations 

Would it be too benign 

To spend the rest of my time in my head? 

Am I hurting myself to remember? Like Orson's sled? 

I've been waiting so long for the words to this song 

I bet I bleed to death 

But I never said 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

Was DROP DEAD. 

Now I hope that magically I will emerge back into life 

Even though I'm vanishing now in a hemlock bath of wine 

Become a hero swinging my sword in a bloody ancient world 

And leave the life here ruined by guilt where they need to thin the herd 

DROP DEAD. 

Was what I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

Was DROP DEAD. 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

Was DROP DEAD. 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say 

What I wanted to say...