Stupid Blood lyrics
That, I'm afraid
And I'm not afraid Is that Why cut it fine In a ludicrous hat My prick My very spirit? My prick My very spirit My very stupid blood Once lit the slow dynamite of habit For the genius of love Burn your bridges Burn your boats Smell the life you never had Why cut it fine In a ludicrous hat? Burn your bridges Burn your boats Smell the life you never had That, I'm afraid And I'm not afraid Is that
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