Lyrics
DAVID KAV: Acoustic guitars, lead and backing vocals.
Bleeding my conscience upon the wall
I wonder how much is too much and when I should stop
I am talking to myself again
With a crowd all around me listening in
Bleeding my conscience upon the wall
And everyone seems to be wearing a stethoscope
In the maze and crazes, I see perplexed faces
But I am the Messiah for only ten minutes more
Beating my heart on the ground for the applause and the laughter coming
I know you don't make sense of this and maybe it doesn't make sense to you, my friend
But if you understood my story, the story I'm tryin' to tell you...
I'd act it out - but I'd break down and cry
Bleeding my conscience upon the wall
I wonder how much is too much and when I should stop
Curtain goes down in the end and all I have are my friends
If my friends would stay around and listen - but we're done with the story.
Bleeding, bleeding, bleeding my conscience upon the wall
I wonder how much is too much and when I should stop
I am talking to myself again
With no one around me - loneliness creeping in
Bleeding, bleeding, bleeding - where are my friends now?
The drugs are gone and the booze has run out
And I feel my head smashed from the night before
Don't worry - 7:30 showtime will show me the score
Bleeding my conscience upon the wall...