Bleeding in the Blur

You're fighting, overcomes it's [?] is shit
Burning in the garden as they watch over it
[?] while jumping at the bit
The line between art and pain no longer exists

You're bleeding in the blur
You're dying again
hell you want it
It's yours to make it

I'm mastering the
While in the rain
I'm back to cowards
And all the other names

numbers on the paper
The view'll never change
Construct a choice to fill the void
You

You're bleeding in the blur
You're dying again
hell you want it
It's yours to make it