Standard Bitter Love Song #8 Paroles

blocked my view

he took your hand

there in the skating rink

god will give him

blood to drink

saw the two of you leaving

didn't want to follow behind

but i could see the rest of your evening

burning in my mind

sky is black
blood to drink



looked over the railing

ice was white

on the north east side

i saw you and your boyfriend

on a friday night

i went mining for gold

i struck pure fresh zinc

god

god will give him

blood to drink



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