Thrice – Blood Clots And Black Holes Lyrics

its your new drug
shoot it in the left up
feel it in the right side
no its not love
a set so sharp
behind the ribcage
building blood clots and black holes
black gizzard that likes to pull
a sliver from your skin

and they say this is medicine
an overdose of oxygen
a saint bernard-
a sedative

to be at peace would be a sin
and surely un-American
I'm breaking

its your new blood
transfusion took us all night
tell us that your all right
now its not love
though it feels that fire inside your face
burning black beneath your wrist
begging for a razors kiss
to free it from your skin

and they say this is medicine
an overdose of oxygen
a saint bernard
a sedative

to be at peace would be a sin
its surely un-American
I'm breaking down

lift the veil
let the medicine in
and my heart fails
time and time again