The Hunting Project - Violence

The blood has spilled onto our hands
The drugs they drip, coursing our veins

Violence
Violence show your face
Show we're all the same

Violence beatiful violence
Break my faith
It was broken anyways

Can you feel the pain?
Can you feel the rage?
Burning a hole through your bones

Will we meet our end?
When the drugs don't blind us no more
I'll fight until my end
When they tear my mind from my skull

Addiction spreads
Like some kind of wildfire
The blood they shed
Bleeds out of us

Violence
Violence show your face
Show me we're all the same

Violence beatiful violence
Break my faith
It was broken anyways

Can you feel the pain?
Can you feel the rage?
Burning a hole through your bones

Will we meet our end?
When the drugs don't blind us no more
I'll fight until my end
When they tear my mind from my skull

Maybe I've been thinking too much
Dreaming about the days
Where we won't feel so out of touch

Maybe we've been drinking too much
Trying to escape the darkness of the world we know

It's like it never ends
Endless fighting pain and constant suffering
Never ends

It's up to us to mend
The bitter broken world that we've been living in

It's like it never ends
Endless fighting pain and constant suffering
Never ends

It's up to us to mend
The bitter broken world that we've been living in
The bitter broken world that we've been living in
The bitter broken world that we've been living in