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Took a lonely feeling just to let them in, and sink like the sun goes down Never close to heaven Feel my feet were burning from the cigarette on the ground There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands Yeah, there's blood
It's getting hard to listen when the clock is ticking Counting down the days gone by Praying for an answer to another question that will leave you dry You won't understand, with your head in the sand No, you won't But I'll curse the ground where you kneel Till I grow my hair to my heels Spike your water, your wine While you waste my precious time
Every time I drink, and try to stop my thinking About the things I said and done Stop the world from turning faster Then I'm learning not to just hide, and run You won't understand, with your head in the sand No, you won't, yeah Love came, and went faster than a penny's bend in this hot machine Nowhere near the devil just somewhere in between you, and me Sworn to secrecy And I'll curse the ground where you kneel Till I grow my hair to my heels Spike your water, your wine There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands Yeah, there's blood
There's blood on my hands, yeah, there's blood
Took a lonely feeling just to let them in, and sink like the sun goes down Never close to heaven, feel my feet were burning from the cigarette on the ground
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