Bastard's Waltz - Cancer Bats

Split lips and caught restless

Broken hands, broken nose

Sweat soaked and salt stained

The threads of our clothes

Relationships tested

Broken hands, broken hearts

The one driving factor

The sum of all parts

Just trying to live, trying to breath

Coughing up blood

Just trying to live, trying to breath

Coughing up blood

Lack of sleep as a weakness

Broken hands, broken back

Still speaking our minds, dear

Still lacking all tact

One, two, three

Just trying to live, trying to breath

Coughing up blood

Just trying to live, trying to breath

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up…

When it’s all said and done

When we’re burnt up like stars

When it stops making sense to me

When we’re covered in scars

Just trying to live, trying to breath

Coughing up blood

Just trying to live, trying to breath

Coughing up blood

Just trying to live, trying to breath

Coughing up blood

Just trying to live, trying to breath

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood

Coughing up blood