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Tinkerbelle, my winged friend, I think we got it wrong. |
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No fairy tale or happy ending, just prehistoric songs. |
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A crystal in my baby's eyes, I want what I can't love |
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So now I've learnt how to despise, I think I've learnt enough..... |
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If blood is blood, then blood will flow - |
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That's all it does, that's all it knows |
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But I've one question, I want something, |
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I want more. |
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So flesh is flesh, an urgent fire |
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It drags you down, this cheap desire. |
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We all want something, maybe beauty, |
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Maybe more...... |
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Absolution, constitution, leave it all behind |
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Take off your shirt, your worried face, and let me lose your mind. |
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I thought that I might change the world, but all I changed was me.. |
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So now I sleep most days and think of where this all might lead. |
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Oh blood is blood, and blood will flow - |
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That's all it does, that's all it knows |
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But I've one question, I want something, |
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I want more. |
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So flesh is flesh, an urgent fire |
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It drags you down, this cheap desire |
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We all want something, maybe beauty, |
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Maybe more...... |
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Blood will rain a little, |
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Down each mountainside - |
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Every cloud will bring you...... |
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Here. |
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Oh blood is blood, and blood will flow - |
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That's all it does, that's all it knows |
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But I've one question, I want something, |
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I want more. |
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So flesh is flesh, an urgent fire |
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(So flesh is flesh, and it twists the soul) |
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It drags you down, this cheap desire |
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(Like a tourniquet, like a begging bowl) |
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We all want something, maybe beauty, |
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(Like some long forbidden treasure in the dirt....) |
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Maybe more...... |
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Oh blood is blood, and blood will flow - |
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(Blood is Blood, and it's on our hands) |
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That's all it does, that's all it knows |
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(That's the price of grace for the common man) |
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But I've one question, I want something, |
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(For that one good hour you pay with all your life) |
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I want more. |
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I want more |
