Blood
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It doesn't really matterthe things you say to me Cause if I had a ladderup there is where I'd be Outta here where the air is coldyou're messing with my mind Hey! you do it every timehey! and the season comes around Once moreonce more. It doesn't really matterthe things you try to say It doesn't really matteryou say 'em every day Right now just give me more blood Just give it to me deep red A flowing river crimson A flowing river burning with desire It's greatbut I never said how great Heyyou never really askedwellI'm asking you right now So shut up and explain What's on your mind In this dark hour I said it doesn't matterI can't be that much fatter And you'll never get as much blood From a phony blarneystonerockhardgranite!? ! solid.
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