Bad Blood

Radical Face2016年3月25日

Bad Blood - Radical Face

Written by:Benjamin Cooper


The hole in the floor boards


The cot near the front door


The moon was gone

From side the world was dark as nightmares


You took all my fears and


You wrapped them in wonders


But there's no magic inside the moon

It's just a rock you can't reach


I was never the short knife


But I was never the dull mind


I was somewhere in between


A thorn an acquiescent


So you said it was for me


When you tried to break me


Well you can save your breath

I know I'm not the kind you pray for


Took a river of bad blood


But now I see where we came from


Can't grow a proper branch when half the trunk is rotten


And you swore that it hurt you


But pushing your night through


Well you can save your breath

I know we're not the kind you'll pray for