"Bleed me dry - album version" genre: Rock
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	Rejection always seems like stupidity when one is the rejectee.....
	CD: Raslo Layton - Rock Poet   Label: Nosehair Productions
	Story Behind the Song A recurring theme about the residues of love - when love falls apart it seems to generate a passion several times more intense than the love itself. Thus sprake Zaraslo Lyrics I climbed out of my bed on a beautiful sunny morning I cut my losses shaving I should have taken it as a warning I was buried under strangers and though I realised the dangers I could not run, I could not fight, and my helplessness was compounded to encourage their new liberty and anarchy abounded Christ, even in my own damn home I just could not be alone and they laughed bleed me dry, for I have no-one to rely on bleed me dry, for I have no shoulder to cry on they stripped away every wall and haven, every fabric barrier to bleed me dry I lay on my back with a fantasised erection but there were nasties in the bed and I just had no protection it doesn’t satisfy no more it’s not pleasant it’s just sore nothing’s real but the pain and that’s one thing I ain’t needing if it wasn’t for the pain then I wouldn’t mind the bleeding so kiss my cheek and let me cry - better yet just let me die instead of you bleed me dry, for I have no-one to rely on bleed me dry, for I have no shoulder to cry on and the sex is never worth the pain, and you could never look the same so bleed me dry Punishment hangs over me but I don’t know what I done perhaps the Lord resents it that I find my life such fun it’s only people spoil the beauty with their rules, laws, and duties they’re a pain in the butt and they’re generally quite gloomy they introduced formality and brought such sadness to me I cannot fart in case they hear they never smile they only sneer and I see them bleed me dry, for I have no-one to rely on bleed me dry, for I have no shoulder to cry on and I saw people change to politicians, saw the kindness fade to lust and greed and they still bleed me dry As the rats all emerge from their little house below me they ooze with confidence and they act like they all know me and their faces are familiar my friends faces are so similar is it me going soft? or is it something very clever? I whack them with a stick and then I forget them forever but the fear has me shaking and my mind is close to breaking now is the time to bleed me dry, for I have no-one to rely on bleed me dry, for I have no shoulder to cry on but I still hear them in my sleep, feel the tickle of their feet upon my skin, and dream they bleed me dry I thought time this must end for I find it all confusing and though I don’t know the game I feel sure I must be losing so laugh at me girl if you must but it won’t satisfy your lust for I don’t care any more if you succeed or if you fail it is not my concern if your life begins to pale I would have given endlessly but you spat right back at me so carry on bleed me dry, for I have no-one to rely on bleed me dry, for I have no shoulder to cry on and I marvel such small hands can take so much and still have time to bleed me dry for I have no-one to rely on bleed me dry, for I have no shoulder to cry on and without the game you lose, I choose to leave and trash your memory well I'm so tired of the hatred and my mind so sick of the violence that I'm laying in a stupor... ...wishing UFO's... ...would take me...

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