Blood Junkie

Useless apathetic trading knowledge with a mirror
When a one way conversation changed from conflict turns to fear
You can shake your fists in anger even though nobody's home
Entertain hallucinations in a hotel room alone

Let go 1234
Let go
Leaving bodies on the floor
A blood junkies always looking for a score

Walking through the valley down Ventura boulevard
When I saw some girl beside me selling churros from her car
Then some guy ran up behind her stealing everything she had
Safe to say I found my fix inside this poorly sharped dressed man

Let go 1234
Let go
Leaving bodies on the floor
A blood junkies always looking for a score
Just a junkie left here waiting wanting more