Verse 1: Em B Leeches surrounded, conscience is throbbing D A They can't sleep at night, hold their pillows tight C B Em Caught in the rivers of the tears that I cried Em B Bountiful harvest, they flock to my garden D A Push their way inside I go run and hide C B Em B They lift all the covers, pull me into their side
Pre-Chorus: D A Slimy and superficial C B Em B Straightening their artificial yapping to seem official D A C B Making it beneficial to their cause Chorus: Em B How much blood can you draw with your claws D A From a flesh that's not yours? my hands aren't yours C And all of my bones or my whole life B Em B To keep you inthralled D A C B I guess that is the luck of the draw------- Verse 2: Em B Let all their friends in, the enemy's present D A They don't think too hard 'bout your fragile heart C B Em They eat off the table that you set so you starve Em B Stop all your breathing (Huh) no, don't let them see you D A They find any way just to make you stay C B Em B Right where they want to in their piss-covered games Pre-Chorus: D A Slimy and superficial C B Em B Straightening their artificial yapping to seem official D A C B Making it beneficial to their cause Chorus: Em B How much blood can you draw with your claws D A From a flesh that's not yours? my hands aren't yours C And all of my bones or my whole life B Em B To keep you inthralled D A C B Em I guess that is the luck of the draw-------