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• Artiste: Architects
• Titre: Giving Blood
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The Gospel, distorted It leaves my blood running cold But still they say I'm rigging the ritual I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers Bleeding out like a devil in disguise They shot a hole in the parachute 'Cause I'd rather feel alive It's so convoluted They're just trepanning for gold May they rest in peace 'Cause they're fucking dead to me Well, there's your eulogy The water's polluted My feathers caught in the spill Nobody said that it would be safe up here I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers Bleeding out like a devil in disguise They shot a hole in the parachute 'Cause I'd rather feel alive Your salvation's a letdown, oh Oh, I'm sorry that I'd rather feel, I'd rather feel alive It leaves a mark on the mind, it weaves a web in the background silently No time to spare, no sign of the exit wound, God help me There's no drying off once you're soaked right down to the bone, hopefully Somebody thinks of me in the aftermath, woe is me It leaves a mark on the mind, it weaves a web in the background silently No time to spare, no sign of the exit wound, God help me There's no drying off once you're soaked right down to the bone, hopefully Somebody thinks of me in the aftermath, woe is me Woe is me I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry I never said that I was giving blood for the unbelievers Bleeding out like a devil in disguise They shot a hole in the parachute 'Cause I'd rather feel alive Your salvation's a letdown, ooh Oh, I'm sorry that I'd rather feel, I'd rather feel alive