Blood

Staring down from your La-Z-Boy throne
Victimized by assertive tones
No one else has common sense
We can't recognize your brilliance
Gonna make a house out of this home

Could have moved on but you won't let go
That's all great but dinner's getting cold
You should see a therapist
You seem to hate the word intolerance
They say it's never too late to grow

We've almost had enough
But we can't turn our back on blood

If you were a stranger I'd be gone
Made your point but it's coming on strong
Fantasize of cutting ties
We're more alike than we realize
Can't be right if no one's wrong

We've almost had enough
But we can't turn our back on blood
We've almost had enough
But we can't turn our back on blood

We've almost had enough
But we can't turn our back on blood
We've almost had enough
But we can't turn our back on blood



Credits
Writer(s): Daylen Brinkley
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