Nothin' But A Nosebleed - The Rotted

When it all comes crashing down there’s

Nothing but a nosebleed

Another ugly night, another lost fight

Another time I’m scared I’ll lose my sight

Filled with foreboding senses of dread

About tomorrow feeling like pure death

Frittering my existence on senseless schemes

Reaching toward unattainable dreams

A sense of unity and false self-worth

Before we come crashing back down to Earth

We’re gonna change the state of this land

We’re gonna form a million bands

But all we got to show for ourselves is

Nothing but a nosebleed

We’re gonna turn all the wrongs to rights

We’ll make this place a paradise

But when it all comes crashing down there’s

Nothing but a nosebleed

How can I sit here talking crap

With this seedy and rather sordid chap?!

I just met the guy but he’s my best mate

And it all comes down to the sorry state

That we’ve got ourselves into again

Free gifts from a stranger, fuck our friends

For now we’ll talk of elaborate schemes

Gibberish trite and mere pipe dreams

We’re gonna change the state of this land

We’re gonna form a million bands

But all we got to show for ourselves is

Nothing but a nosebleed

We’re gonna turn all the wrongs to rights

We’ll make this place a paradise

But when it all comes crashing down there’s

Nothing but a nosebleed