Blindfold - Blood | Текст песни

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There are things you run from
and there are things you hide
and you hold me down
for willing to try
to show you
that it's all worthwile
and the body you try to glorify
is a life denied

depending
on your own destruction
a slave to your body
it's the cause of all misery
this is
what you turn away from:
stealing out of selfish pride
that's the simple truth you hide

are you afraid to give up your drugs?
or will you
miss those porn-mags so much?
that meat on your dish,
does it taste that good?
ready for war
but does winning mean blood?

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