Through My Blood <AM> - Aimer

Am I still in the glum nightmare?

Or am I mere stoned?

Tiny bit of reason still remains in my right hand

That power of ache will just keep me alive

Can’t touch nothing 'bout the world

But the truth almost has revealed

Then smash out the future told

It’s time to end these miseries

Latch off my vagus nerve

What color is my blood… Red, black or white?

Now I’m getting ready

Oh, where are my frenemies?

If I got to lose control

Will you kill me first?

Deep rooted anger still remains in my right hand

That power of ache will just keep me alive

Can’t touch nothing 'bout the world

But the truth almost has revealed

Then smash out the future told

It’s time to end these miseries

Latch off my vagus nerve

What color is my blood… Red, black or white?

Now I’m getting ready

Oh, where are my frenemies?