Wolfgang Press (The)
Blood Satisfaction
Misdemeanours form the fantasies of life
Like holding hands with the mysteries of time
And making blood like a Joan of Arc believes
It's like I said a little love is all you need
Safe and sound with a face that isn't mine
Safe and sound with a sound that isn't mine
My blood it rise in me
My water lies in me
My blood it rise in me
Blood satisfaction
Blood satisfaction
Mother's milk and a mother's all you'll find
Safe and sound in the knowledge that you're mine
Safe and sound and the mother milk divides
You show her life and you'll see that she is blind
You show her life and you'll see that she is blind
My blood it rise in me
My water lies in me
My blood it rise in me
Blood satisfaction
My satisfaction
Pulling motion and the soft begins to prime
Making blood in the body of her kind
Making blood and the mother milk divides
You show her life and you'll see that she is blind
My blood it rise in me
My water lies in me
My blood it rise in me
Blood satisfaction
My satisfaction
My blood it rise in me
My water lies in me
My blood it rise in me
Blood satisfaction
My satisfaction
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