Sharptooth "Blood Upon Your Hands"
4,380 views · Published 27 October 2017 · 2:29 · Indexed 20 September 2026
Channel: Pure Noise Records · 2017 · Music
iTunes: http://geni.us/STCG?app=itunes CD/Vinyl/Merch: http://smarturl.it/Sharptooth Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SharptoothMD/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/sharptoothmd Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sharptoothmd/ "Blood Upon Your Hands" Lyrics Waiting for the sunlight on a night that never ends Hated by my family, rejected by my friends. I’m sticking to the shadows and I’m hoping no one sees, Because the only antidote I know is feeding my disease. You all wanna talk, But you don’t have a clue. ‘Cause there’s no way to know Until, Until it happens to you. I’ve heard the way they whisper, say we’re broken, can’t be fixed. Is that the way you’d talk to someone who is really sick? Your stigma keeps us hidden, cause you don’t understand. The bottle was in mine, but there is blood upon your hands. There’s blood upon your hands, ‘Cause you don’t fucking understand. So would you spit upon my grave and tell me that I deserved it? Would you spit upon my grave and tell me my life was worthless? You fucking spit upon their graves, you say that their lives are worthless. You fucking spit upon their graves, you say that they all deserved this. No, no, no, No, you don’t fucking know. No, no, no, No, you don’t fucking know anything. No, you don’t fucking know anything. You keep your mouth shut.
