Lyrics:
falling down
my life is on the line
the freedom is mine
It's dangerous to sacrifice
It makes your blood run to throw the dice
It's dangerous, it's
loved
'Cause You bought me with Your blood
I need You
I need You more than my next breath
Yeah
Ashamed of who I'd become
Afraid that if I looked
The places that you never see
Oh I've gotta save my blood
From all that you've broken
Pack up these pieces of me
It's too late now to stop the process
feels
When the rain hits the roof
But the roof of your mouth
It’s not wet anymore
Put the one by the two
Cut the rest into lines
But there’s blood
be darkness
There will be blood tonight
Now let the riots begin
Convulsed by protest
And civilization collapse
Monumental terror spreading like
your perfume, the perfume of your blood
I know it's just a coincidence, instance of my drug
You hear the children speaking backwards
Dead by glow
Boy! It's the same militia
Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different
Oliver Boy! It's the same old story
Where there's blood there's death not glory
of the year
And that old familiar fear
Creeps up your little arms
And runs through your veins
Like blood through your songs
Like blood through your songs
of my past
No cure for how I feel nothing inside
'Cause there's no black and no world dark enough to prescribe
(Born in blood)
Somehow I will break
shining with the sun,
Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;
Oh my heart, oh my heart;
Through the summer
Save me baby"
"Whoa"
"You be blood"
Angel Mercy, tears like rain
Hurt so good, can't feel no pain
Paint it black, drives me insane
So far
where our worlds collide
This world is not made for you and I
It's build on blood and a million lies
Some say "we don't fit in"
"We're lost in
"New Orleans is ruled by thugs even more
Ruthless than LA's most violent gangs"
"The Crips & Bloods tried
To establish themselves here
And these guys
strobe lights (there's no need to run)
Not blue flashing lights (if you've done nothing wrong)
Maybe fairy lights (blue lights should just pass you by
itch more (uh-huh)
Reach in my pocket I could pull hunnids out by the fistful (yeah, look)
Ain't nobody put me on, I think y'all took it wrong
Y'all
By none
Too many people saying too many things
Got her square world thinking she was a beauty queen
She would always steal the scene
But she was
By burning the witches
The demon dies by fire
The witches are hunting
Your soul and your blood
And if you can't escape
They take all that you've
We will not be condemned
We'll not be lost to the fiery lakes of Hell
We are told to repent to be baptized
In the Holy Ghost, you are saved by
Concealing the intent of fascists
Resurrect,
Humanity has fallen by the way side
Fuck your theories
We are the way we are
The violence is out
Anchormen spike their blood, wear masks of mud
Cucumbers cut to fit their eyes
And so no one would know how tired they've grown
Of talking
on some nation's fate
Hypnotised by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised
You've won the west in time to be our guest
Name your prize
Drop of wine,
[Originally performed by Stillborn]
'o you sweet, little six six sixteen
I'm the saviour of your sisterhood
Stretched thing, held in leash for daddy
a daze, your love's so amazing, it's not a phase
I want you to stay with me, by my side
I swallow my pride, your love is so sweet
It knocks me right off
drop your axe, it's Jazz police!
Jesus taken serious by the many
Jesus taken joyous by a few
Jazz police are paid by J. Paul Getty
Jazzers paid by
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