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Distillers - Drain The Blood Distillers - Drain The Blood |
| I'm living on shattered faith
The kind that likes to restrict your breath
never been a better time than this
suffocate on eternal bliss
In a city
that swells with so much hate
you seem to rise above
and take its place
the heart pumps until it dies
drain the blood, the heart is wise
All my friends are murder
All my bones are marrows in
All these fiends want teenage meat
All my friends are murderers
Away....
I never met a pearl quite like you
who could shimmer and rot at the same time through
there's never been a better time than this
To bite the hand of frost bitten emenence
All my friends are murder
Hey, all my bones are marrows in
All these fiends want teenage meat
All my friends are murderers
Away....away......away....
whoa whoa whoa whoa.....
I'm alive in uterine
a star in the dark a new day has dawned
open up and let it flow
I'll make it yours so here we go...
All my friends are murder
Hey, all my bones are marrows in
All these fiends want teenage meat
All my friends are murderers
Away hes gone away......[till the song ends]
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