The Wooden Soldiers - Loss of Blood Lyrics

Loss of blood
There's a loss of blood

Little red balloon
In a big blue serenade
I hope you find a place
That feels like home to rest
Where the feelings that you crave
And the sadness in your soul
Will finally disappear
So you can mend from this

Loss of blood
There's a loss of blood

Hurt people hurt
The ones they love the most
It's hard to break the cycle
When you're on the cross
With all these riddles of your grave
And no meaning in the sky
I don't know that I
Will ever mend from this

Loss of blood
There's a loss of blood

And you know I'm starting to feel
Like I don't belong here
No one seems to notice that
I'm breaking down
And the worst part is
That you haunt me sleep
You kill my days
Reminding me of my selfish ways
How it's all my fault
And I'm to blame
The more I try to make this right
The more I start to feel the loss of blood

There's a loss of blood
There's a loss of blood
There's a loss of blood

The more I try to make this right
The more I start to feel the loss of blood