Bleeding Out

1, 2, 3, 4 How do you feel about my business? I can't even go outside no more Now I'm feeling like I'm feeling Got me thinking I can't cry no more Am I the only one that's bleeding? Not even Satan knocking at my door Oh you're so sane Oh bless your soul If only you could sing the songs I wrote You'll miss my face when I'm no more I'm only writing for the times to come You say my name but I'm long gone Came a long way where I'm from I'm bleeding out Face is cold Can't feel it off the alcohol Another out No control Gonna need another pack of smokes Safe and sound The holy road Got a feeling this is how I go I fell down Broken bones Kinda wild but no one knows How do you feel about the music Do you like it when I twist my words? Now I'm living like I'm living Running wild like I run the world Whatever you're saying I can't hear it I play it too loud I make the speakers blow Oh you're so sane Oh bless your soul I'll betcha I will make the speakers blow You'll miss my face when I'm no more I'm only writing for the times to come You say my name but I'm long gone Came a long way where I'm from I'm bleedinng out Face is cold Can't feel it off the alcohol Another out No control Gonna need another pack of smokes Safe and sound The holy road Got a feeling this is how I go Fell down Broken bones Kinda wild but no one knows