There's Blood on the Blade

What is he good for?
He needs to be told
I can see his languish soul
It's taking it's toll

His mere few years have felt like too long
He's had enough of the breath in his lungs

And he's dwelling on the previous
And his pain it becomes so serious
The disposition of hate begins to titillate

There's blood on the blade



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Writer(s): Lab Partner
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