POLIÇA - Blood lyrics
[POLIÇA - Blood lyrics]
All the feelings cut to side
I think my work is done
I think I've had my fun
I don't want freedom
And I have none of it
Once the blood is drawn
It feeds the mother and the heaven sent
Blood and milk
Come out myself
I'll die a pair
One who carried on the thread and
One who tread it bare
III
I don't have freedom
And I want none of it
IIIII
I don't have freedom
And I want none of it
Blood and milk
Come out myself
I'll die a pair
One who carried on the thread
And one who faded there
I don't have freedom
And I want none of it
Once the blood is drawn
It feeds the mother and the heaven sent
IIII, III
III, III
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