Blood clots and black holes de Thrice

Here's your new drug
shoot it in the left eye
feel it on the right side
no it's not love
though it sets up shop behind your cage
building blood clots and blackholes
like using an ax to pull a sliver from your skin
And they say this is medicine
an overdose of oxygen
a severed head
as sedative
To be at peace would be a sin
and surely un-american
i'm breaking
Here's your new blood
transfusion took us all night
tell us that you're all right
no it's not love
though it feels like fire inside of your veins
burning right beneath the wrist
begging for a razor's kiss
to free it from your skin
And they say this is medicine
an overdose of oxygen
a severed head
as sedative
To be at peace would be a sin
and surely un-american
i'm breaking down
down
down
down
i'm breaking down
Lift the veil, its not medicine
and my heart fails, time and time again