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• Artiste: A Radio With Guts
• Titre: Bloodletter
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You can't conceal the fire flaming from your eyes It burns through your docile disguise I've got these scraped-up knees These gaping wounds You're salting me tonight I'm reaching for the knife I don't want to write this song to wrong you But you have me these feelings so they don't belong to me I don't want to fight unless I have to You've had me bleeding all night because I have to have you I think of fingernails, first fucks, my back was carved You left me sliced, shattered and scarred Your beauty like a boulder breaking bones and cracking skulls with smiles I'll bleed 'til I run dry I don't want to write this song to wrong you But you have me these feelings so they don't belong to me I don't want to fight unless I have to You've had me bleeding all night because I have to have you I think I've heard the hurt that's hidden in your heart I know why you've put up your guard I've got these freezing hands, these empty arms, I'll be god damned tonight I'm not al' fucking 'right I don't want to write this song to wrong you But you have me these feelings so they don't belong to me I don't want to fight unless I have to You've had me bleeding all night because I have to have you