we just love to talk real big don't we?
like celebrities with megaphones and stomach pumps
oh, how the floors shake when we're on
shake like a kid's first home invasion
the flashlights
the shaking
our hands do what we tell them to
and for that I'm sorry
but don't tell anyone
just let it bleed
so start the presses
ring the bells
start the salivating
are we famous yet?
the dead love the dead and the sick hate the sick
and for that I'm sorry
but don't tell anyone
tell everyone
yeah, let it bleed
hold back your head
grab the bridge
let it bleed

Lyrics submitted by kaveh

Blackhole Living song meanings
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