[Verse 1]
Late shift
Rain in the alley, no witness
Hood low
Breath in the throat, that stiffness
Gloves on
Thoughts like static in the distance
One word
"Do it"
Silence answers with assistance
Boot print
Slick on the brick, that splatter
Eyes wide
See my own face in the matter
Heart drum
But my hands stay surgeon steady
Whole life
Balanced on a blade already
[Chorus]
Bleach the scene
Till the colors run clean (yeah)
Scrub my name
From the mouth of this street
If the walls could talk
They would choke on the steam
I don't pray for peace
I just bleed out the scream
[Verse 2]
Tap, tap
Metal to bone, no warning
World fades
To a siren in the morning
Clock ticks
But the room stays frozen
Red line
Crawling where the skin was open
Trash bag
Rustle like a storm in the kitchen
Hands shake
But I move with a practiced precision
Drain swirl
Little ghost going under
One more
Secret buried in the plumbing
[Chorus]
Bleach the scene
Till the colors run clean (oh)
Scrub my name
From the mouth of this street
If the walls could talk
They would choke on the steam
I don't pray for peace
I just bleed out the scream
[Bridge]
Burn the clothes
Let the smoke write fiction
Cold hose
On the drive, erase description
New dawn
But the sky feels thinner
Every mirror in the house
Keeps calling me sinner (yeah)
[Chorus]
Bleach the scene
Till the colors run clean
Scrub my name
From the mouth of this street
If the walls could talk
They would choke on the steam
I don't pray for peace
I just bleed out the scream