my blood is your blood
Folded in the basement with my head inside your chest
Taking medication so that you can feel less
And I swear to you right now, this ain't part of my depression
But if I died here in your arms, I wouldn't be upset
Could we live in this tangled mess forever?
They can pull our bodies out when they're old and weathered
Maybe over time, they will have joined at the center
No trace that you and I were ever not together
Ooh, ooh, if my blood is your blood, I will course
Ooh, ooh, if your love is my love, I want more
I'm scared of getting older, but our future's looking bright
If I struggle to behold it, could you lend me your sight?
And I swear to you right now, I'm not trying to be dramatic
But if I died here in your arms, I know I'd see the light
Can we promise we'll stay inside forever?
We can get our information from the newspaper headers
I'll linger at your body like a silent beggar
And open up your heart like I'm finding treasure
Ooh, ooh, if my blood is your blood, I will course
Ooh, ooh, if your love is my love, I want more
They'll put us in museums and present us like it's art
A perfect preservation, so we'll never fall apart
And they'll write dissertations and argue and remark
How two bodies ever lived off of just one heart
Do you feel it?
I know you do
When you feel it
I feel it too
Ooh, ooh, if my blood is your blood, I will course
Ooh, ooh, if your love is my love, I want more
Taking medication so that you can feel less
And I swear to you right now, this ain't part of my depression
But if I died here in your arms, I wouldn't be upset
Could we live in this tangled mess forever?
They can pull our bodies out when they're old and weathered
Maybe over time, they will have joined at the center
No trace that you and I were ever not together
Ooh, ooh, if my blood is your blood, I will course
Ooh, ooh, if your love is my love, I want more
I'm scared of getting older, but our future's looking bright
If I struggle to behold it, could you lend me your sight?
And I swear to you right now, I'm not trying to be dramatic
But if I died here in your arms, I know I'd see the light
Can we promise we'll stay inside forever?
We can get our information from the newspaper headers
I'll linger at your body like a silent beggar
And open up your heart like I'm finding treasure
Ooh, ooh, if my blood is your blood, I will course
Ooh, ooh, if your love is my love, I want more
They'll put us in museums and present us like it's art
A perfect preservation, so we'll never fall apart
And they'll write dissertations and argue and remark
How two bodies ever lived off of just one heart
Do you feel it?
I know you do
When you feel it
I feel it too
Ooh, ooh, if my blood is your blood, I will course
Ooh, ooh, if your love is my love, I want more
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Writer(s): Kevin Atwater
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