Phox - 1936 lyrics

rate me

Her blood is our blood too, I know

I feel all of it, too, you know

You know

1936 breathing

The garnet her stone, ever gleaming

Edith’s hope was for love but she doesn’t hear of her grandchildren grieving

No, eldest raised by Al Ringling, spirit granted from Sing Sing

All of her heart is for drugs and she doesn’t care that everyone is leaving

Her blood is our blood, too, I know

I feel all of it, too, you know

Her blood is our blood, too, I know

I feel all of it, too, you know

Halfway in the hour, toward the mid of the night

We met our hands despite our wicked fight

And we will sort our way around

This awful mess that all our genes have gone around

Her blood is our blood, too, I know

I feel all of it, too, you know

I feel all of it, too

Her blood is our blood too, I know