Well Worn - Bleeding Through Lyrics

Build up your palace of mirrors and screens
It's a picturesque guillotine
Sell yourself to the highest bidder
They'll pick you clean with perfect white teeth

I feel like I'm bleeding through the skin of another into you
I feel like I'm bleeding through what hunger pangs cannot consume

We've sold our souls to a manmade God
We pull the cart weighed down with the wealth of our kings
We lash out at our kin, pierce the skin of those who are most in need

I feel like I'm bleeding through the skin of another into you
I feel like I'm bleeding through what hunger pangs cannot consume