Bitter Blood

I'll take it last
I'll make a mess in the fourth bedroom
You've got it all
You saved us all, your flowers too
We still see, we still see America
Save me, sell me your posies

Give us blue music
Give us blue music

Talking loud, run out of town
Disintegrate
Texas wind on my back again
Doing nothing
Face me, face me America
Taste me, taste my bitter blood

Give us blood music
Give us blood music

Ain't no kings
Ain't no queens in real love
It's just a thing
A thing they do for power
Same thing
Same thing in America
Interbreed
Interbreed hatred

Give us new music
Give us new music



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Whitten
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