Giving Blood lyrics by Architects from the album titled For Those That Wish To Exist. Architects have written the lyrics of “Giving Blood” song.
Song: Giving Blood
Artist: Architects
Lyricist: Architects
Album: For Those That Wish To Exist
Release Date: February 26, 2021
Giving Blood lyrics
[Verse 1]
The Gospel, distorted
It leaves my blood running cold
But still they say
I’m rigging the ritual
[Chorus]
I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like a Devil in disguise
They shot a hole in the parachute
‘Cause I’d rather feel alive
[Verse 2]
It’s so convoluted
They’re just trepanning for gold
May they rest in peace
‘Cause they’re f*****g dead to me
Well, there’s your eulogy
The water’s polluted
My feathers caught in the spill
Nobody said that it would be safe up here
[Chorus]
I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like a Devil in disguise
They shot a hole in the parachute
‘Cause I’d rather feel alive
[Post-Chorus]
Your salvation’s a letdown, ooh
Oh, I’m sorry that I’d rather feel, I’d rather feel alive
[Bridge]
It leaves a mark on the mind, it weaves a web in the background silently
No time to spare, no sign of the exit wound, God help me
There’s no drying off once you’re soaked right down to the bone, hopefully
Somebody thinks of me in the aftermath, woe is me
It leaves a mark on the mind, it weaves a web in the background silently
No time to spare, no sign of the exit wound, God help me
There’s no drying off once you’re soaked right down to the bone, hopefully
Somebody thinks of me in the aftermath, woe is me
Woe is me
I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry
[Chorus]
I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like a Devil in disguise
They shot a hole in the parachute
‘Cause I’d rather feel alive
[Post-Chorus]
Your salvation’s a letdown, ooh
Oh, I’m sorry that I’d rather feel, I’d rather feel alive
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the wheels are turning
What would you do to stay alive if the planet was burning?
[Chorus]
You wanna make your Hell a reality?
Black lungs for the young if they dare to breathe
(If they dare to breathe, whoa-oh)
Sure sounds like Heaven to me
You’ve gotta cut the roots to kill the weeds
No place to go if we don’t believe
(If we don’t believe, whoa-oh)
Good Lord, it’s enough to plague a saint
[Post-Chorus]
Good Lord, it’s enough to plague a saint
[Bridge]
Post-love, post-truth
Justice lays bound and black bagged, ready for the guillotine
We can all plead guilty when they ask
“Where were you when the Gods clipped the wings off the Phoenix?”
They clipped the wings off the Phoenix, oh
When will we wrestle the world from the fools and their gold and the f*****g covenant? (We’ll be waiting)
Will enough be enough when we’re holding on for dear life?
[Chorus]
You wanna make your Hell a reality?
Black lungs for the young if they dare to breathe
(If they dare to breathe, whoa-oh)
Sure sounds like Heaven to me
You’ve gotta cut the roots to kill the weeds
No place to go if we don’t believe
(If we don’t believe, whoa-oh)
Good lord, it’s enough to plague a saint
[Post-Chorus]
It’s enough to plague a saint
It’s enough to plague a saint
It’s enough to plague a saint
[Outro]
Oh
Ugh, we can all plead guilty when they ask
“Where were you when the Gods clipped the wings off the Phoenix?”
MUSIC VIDEO
Architects – “Giving Blood”
