Uploaded May 2009 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago
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Bloody Nose is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
Bloody Nose, by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
Count your bones one by one. Lie awake at night. Underground, boxed and glum, left you there for rot. All my fears are overgrown, will someone burn this grove? Those August nights.... They burn hot as hell, and you wake up sweating dreams. It casts a spell. Welcome home! It's been a while. Do you miss your head, with your tattered clothes and your bloody nose? Aren't you glad to be rid of the smell? Not at all? Not at all! I'll miss the fog through headlight wash and bed and breath and touch, but I'll brave it out! Yeah, I'll brave it out! There's no use getting down.
Download My NEW EP: Patreon.com/JackConte
This song is in My Big Package: 26 songs for $20!
jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/my-big-package
Buy this song on iTunes: itunes.apple.com/us/album/videosongs-volume-iii/id419491764
or buy this song in your choice of digital formats direct from me!
jackconte.bandcamp.com/album/videosongs-volume-3
jackconte.com
facebook.com/JackConteMusic
twitter.com/jackconte
Bloody Nose is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
Bloody Nose, by Jack Conte
Lyrics:
Count your bones one by one. Lie awake at night. Underground, boxed and glum, left you there for rot. All my fears are overgrown, will someone burn this grove? Those August nights.... They burn hot as hell, and you wake up sweating dreams. It casts a spell. Welcome home! It's been a while. Do you miss your head, with your tattered clothes and your bloody nose? Aren't you glad to be rid of the smell? Not at all? Not at all! I'll miss the fog through headlight wash and bed and breath and touch, but I'll brave it out! Yeah, I'll brave it out! There's no use getting down.
