Blood Pollution

Bad mornings, good nights
Gotta run gotta hide from the light

Bar lights, blind my eyes
Crash the car and got in a fight

Gimme blood
Gimme blood
Gimme blood
Gimme blood pollution

Stole some whiskey, stole some wine
I stole my best friends girl for a line

Sin City, it's alright
I looked at the mirror, all I saw was light