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He was too deep for his own good
He was the kind of person that nobody understood
I said I'd love you more than you love me
but I meant something entirely ugly
One year it rained on Christmas
He said lets just pretend we're in heaven
but I wasn't having it
No I was killing it
I think his soul his soul had a drain in it
Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent
Ooh, his words j ust disappeared
He was fragile and sometimes I liked that
I've got his blood on my hands
And my hands in a trap
It was the year that my heart was broke
It was the year that I almost lost everything
I pushed him away
Only for my freedom
It tasted like salt
like salt on my skin
Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent
Ooh, his words just disappeared
He was fragile and sometimes I liked that
I've got his blood on my hands
and my hands in a trap
I can't make whats wrong right again, but
I can shine it all bright again
just when you think you're forgiven
theres no material left for confession
you'll be standing there
sorry and unworthy
look closer guilty and bloody
Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent
Ooh, his words just disappeared
He was fragile and sometimes I liked that
I've got his blood on my hands
and my hands
Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent
Ooh, his words just disappeared
He was fragile and sometimes I liked that
I've got his blood on my hands
and my hands
I've got his blood on my hands
and my hands
I've got his blood on my hands
and my hands in a trap
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and my hands in a trap
I've got his blood on my hands
and my hands
I've got his blood on my hands
and my hands
I've got his blood on my hands
He was fragile and sometimes I liked that
Ooh, his words just disappeared
Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent
and my hands
I've got his blood on my hands
He was fragile and sometimes I liked that
Ooh, his words just disappeared
Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent
look closer guilty and bloody
sorry and unworthy
you'll be standing there
theres no material left for confession
just when you think you're forgiven
I can shine it all bright again
I can't make whats wrong right again, but
and my hands in a trap
I've got his blood on my hands
He was fragile and sometimes I liked that
Ooh, his words just disappeared
Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent
like salt on my skin
It tasted like salt
Only for my freedom
I pushed him away
It was the year that I almost lost everything
It was the year that my heart was broke
And my hands in a trap
I've got his blood on my hands
He was fragile and sometimes I liked that
Ooh, his words j ust disappeared
Ooh, his blood rushed somewhere silent
I think his soul his soul had a drain in it
No I was killing it
but I wasn't having it
He said lets just pretend we're in heaven
One year it rained on Christmas
but I meant something entirely ugly
I said I'd love you more than you love me
He was the kind of person that nobody understood
He was too deep for his own good
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