Blood Runs Dry Video (MV)

Til my stone cold grave
Til my blood runs dry
Never been gifted or talented, never been biological
Acquired through overcoming odds and defying obstacles
Bluff the table with hands that are downright impossible
Chronologic reconfigurations of my own chronicles
Incomparable to a dream that you had once
You can't afford to take a break if you're scheming to catch one
I was a lost soul, just another teen with a handgun
Who believed in getting even, veins steaming from bad blood
My poker face was straight, so nobody around me knew
I was about to be either facing a bullet or facing life
Tears rolling, I prayed to Christ, he sat me down, and we talked about it
I made a vow to change my way of life. That's why
Til my stone cold grave
You can find me in the center, mouth shut until the lights come on
Til my blood runs dry
You can find me in the corner with a pen, trying to right/write my wrongs
Til my stone cold grave
You can find me in the center, mouth shut until the lights come on
Til my blood runs dry
You can find me in the corner with a pen, trying to right/write my wrongs
They ask what I believe in. Look, I just speak my mind
I ask myself the same thing, but ain't seeking for reasons why
I believe that dying for something's better than standing for nothing
That time is money and talk is cheap, manage your budget
Those dark clouds hovered above us, but I'm proud of it because
Living in the dirt, them rainy days helped me grow out of it
The pressure taught me to keep calm in dire emergencies
Struggles taught me how to achieve a higher maturity
In spite of eternity, never worried about the hands of time
But rather, what I'm reaching for with these hands of mine
I'd stand in line, but I can't define what the wait accomplish
I plan to find a grand design and make a profit
To magnify and analyze my every option
To sacrifice and amplify my stay in office
Save the nonsense, I walk with the weight of a purpose
I work so when I get it, they're gonna say that I earned it. That's why
Til my stone cold grave
You can find me in the center, mouth shut until the lights come on
Til my blood runs dry
You can find me in the corner with a pen, trying to right/write my wrongs
Til my stone cold grave
You can find me in the center, mouth shut until the lights come on
Til my blood runs dry
You can find me in the corner with a pen, trying to right/write my wrongs
Til my stone cold grave
You can find me in the center, mouth shut until the lights come on
Til my blood runs dry
You can find me in the corner with a pen, trying to right/write my wrongs
Til my stone cold grave
You can find me in the center, mouth shut until the lights come on
Til my blood runs dry
You can find me in the corner with a pen, trying to right/write my wrongs
Til my stone cold grave
Til my blood runs dry