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I give blood to prove to myself that I can matter to somebody else.
Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands?
If so, don't put your faith in the desert sand, because the wind is always blowing.
There are gallows deep inside my lungs, thats where I hung ambition.
Is it luck that's knocking on my back door?
Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors.
So give me seven more.
I give blood not for the cause, but to slowly give up the person I was.
Holding my breath won't help. Everything went to hell.
So now I steal back pennies from the well because my wishes failed.
I am screaming at my own shadow to stop living like a ghost.
I don't need her. I'm not that desperate.
Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then.
Cause I'm not done screaming yet.
You can call off the intervention. I don't need your attention.
Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands?
If so, don't put your faith in the desert sand, because the wind is always blowing.
There are gallows deep inside my lungs, thats where I hung ambition.
Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors.
So give me seven more.
Holding my breath won't help. Everything went to hell.
So now I steal back pennies from the well because my wishes failed.
I am screaming at my own shadow to stop living like a ghost.
Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then.
Cause I'm not done screaming yet.
You can call off the intervention. I don't need your attention.
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Second part of the cd. He realised that he is killing himself on the inside trying to make himself important..
He is stopping how he is acting, from all the bad luck he is receiving.
He gace up on her, he realised that he still has problems, but he now has one less problem
The second verse isn't the same as the first one..
Is it luck that's knocking on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. So give me seven more.
Holy. Shit. Brilliance.
@Namdeeb Fixed!
So far on my top 10 favorite songs ever. i'd say 4 or 5 because my first is Stare at the sun by Thrice, Animal I have become by Three Days Grace, Diary of Jane by Breaking Benjamin, and then right in there with Liar Liar by The Used. This song to me seems like he's going crazy because he's sick of life. He doesn't care anymore hence "so give me seven more" and the blood donations. "cus i dont need your attention"
They played this song in concert the other night and it was awesome. Definitely one of my favorites off the new album.
i love this song so much! the new album is so deep!!! i love the way he puts in all the superstitions in, but i dont get what he means when he says he has alot of bad luck and that he doesnt need her???
This song is him saying he won't change for her. No matter the cost to himself.
i think this song is about him punishing himself after his girlfriend broke up with him. he feels like it was his fault it ended "I give blood not for the cause, but to slowly give up the person I was". As for the superstitions he feels like because he messed up the relationship that he deserves the bad luck as punishment for what he did wrong.
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I give blood to prove to myself That I can matter to somebody else. Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands? If so, don't put you're faith in the dessert sand, because the wind is always blowing There are gallows deep inside my lungs, that's where I hung ambition
Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984 I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors So give me seven more
I give blood not for the cause but to slowly give up the person I was Holding my breath won't help, everything went to hell So now I steal back pennies from the well because my wishes failed I am screaming at my own shadow to stop living like a ghost
Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984 I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors
I don't need her I'm not that desperate Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then cause I'm not done screaming yet you can call off the intervention, I don't need your attention