Otherwise — Bloody Knuckles, Broken Glass lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Bloody Knuckles, Broken Glass" by Otherwise.

Lyrics

~I'm making a masterpiece, I’m gonna write my name in the wet concrete of the
walkway on which I tread, on our short march to meet the dead…
~A living catastrophe, I’m the one to blame, while the Russians in my head are
playing roulette…
~Forever haunted by the truth, now I’m filled with hatred forever crawling back
to you
~But I always hold my head up high & although I’m dying inside, suffering in silence!
~Playing a losing hand & the cards don’t lie, back & forth the battles rage
across this notebook page…
~Taking control again & I’ll hide my shame, but the Russians in my head are
playing roulette…
~Forever haunted by the truth, now I’m filled with hatred forever crawling back
to you
~But I always hold my head up high & although I’m Dying inside, suffering in silence!
~I'm living in the past within the shadows cast, I burn before I crash,
bloody knuckles, broken glass