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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 And 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. Her blood is our blood too, I know. I feel all of it too. Her blood is our blood too, I know.