Blood-Flavored Spit

Even if all I have is time and the emptiness behind my eyes
I don't care if my soul's corrupt and I don't care if I'm what you want

If all I have to give you is blood-flavored spit
You can have it all

My neck was never bolted straight but my heart knows how to find the gate
My mind is salt by smoke and drink but I swear it'll sell for more than you think

If all I have to give you is blood-flavored spit
You can have it all

I'd rather be stranded in the desert or spend my life with my fingers severed
Than ever to scare you or make you cry
You know I'd rather just die

If all I have to give you is blood-flavored spit
You can have it all



Credits
Writer(s): Mario Rossetti
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