a dog with blood in its mouth

Flatsound

Tell me what to do
And not get home all scratched and bruised
I'm licking all my wounds
Anything to heal them soon

And I think, when I taste blood inside my mouth
I feel alive, I feel alive

Daylight, nighttime
What's the difference, now?
It all blurs in colors, and words I can't pronounce
I wanna take a different route
But I don't know how