[Lyric] Nosebleed (Filth Is Eternal)

You’d think they’d want to know me better
For all the hands upon my body
And not a trace of love left the next day

I’m turning
On these hands
I’m slipping through
Your loose grip
I’ve got a taut chain
A bright light

And that’s where the story ends
In the Black Box
With the transcripts

You’d think they’d want to know me better
There’s a Black Box
Where the story lives