Testo Out For Blood

you’re out for blood in the older south
picture yourself in your dad’s old house, alright
the doors are locked and you can’t see straight
you’re lost for good in that pitch black state, alright
go on and hunt me down
it’s way too late to turn back now

I don’t hear it when you whisper in your sleep but every morning it’s just waiting there for me
I got this feeling I can’t shake
I got this broken heart that I just can’t set straight
no i can’t get away

I’m out for blood and I’m not sure why
I had a dream all my friends will die, alright
and every since it’s been a real weird day
pick up the phone and I forget my name, alright
come on and snap me out
it’s way too late to turn back now