Pump new blood into my veins
Wash the tainted blood away
Stained with a pain no one could heal
Pushing its way from head to heel
Leaving trails of violet ink
My blood into cluster until it bubbles over the brink
Now all that’s left is an echo chamber
Of things I wish I should’ve remembered
Pump new blood into my veins
Wash the tainted blood away
Wash it wash it all away
Will it wash the pain away?