Flowers and Blood
I never asked for to find my twin but there you are
No I never asked for to find my twin but there you are
And I never asked for the spools to un-spin but there they roll
I never asked for the spools to un-spin but there they roll
I never asked for to carve your ribs but here I go
I never asked for to carve your ribs but here I go
And I've never pleaded for a new skin as I do now
No I've never pleaded for a new skin as I do now
Oh, flowers and blood
Build up a new me of flowers and blood
Flowers and blood
Build up a new me of flowers and blood
Build up a new me of flowers and blood
Flowers and blood
I'll shoot me a gun made of leaf branch
in this here town
I'll shoot me a gun made of leaf branch
in this here town
And eat me a bowl full of secret and mud, yes I will
I'll eat me a bowl full of secret and mud, yes I will
If you build up a new me of flowers and blood,
say you will
Build up a new me of flowers and blood,
say you will
I'll see you a baby of drying clay, so don't you cry
I'll see you a baby of drying clay, so don't you cry
Oh, flowers and blood
Build up a new me of flowers and blood
Flowers and blood
Build up a new you of flowers and blood
Build up a new us of flowers and blood
Run us a river of flowers and blood
Flowers and blood...
Build up a new us of flowers and blood
Build up a new us of flowers and blood
Run us a river of flowers and blood
Run us a river of flowers and blood
Oh, flowers and blood
No I never asked for to find my twin but there you are
And I never asked for the spools to un-spin but there they roll
I never asked for the spools to un-spin but there they roll
I never asked for to carve your ribs but here I go
I never asked for to carve your ribs but here I go
And I've never pleaded for a new skin as I do now
No I've never pleaded for a new skin as I do now
Oh, flowers and blood
Build up a new me of flowers and blood
Flowers and blood
Build up a new me of flowers and blood
Build up a new me of flowers and blood
Flowers and blood
I'll shoot me a gun made of leaf branch
in this here town
I'll shoot me a gun made of leaf branch
in this here town
And eat me a bowl full of secret and mud, yes I will
I'll eat me a bowl full of secret and mud, yes I will
If you build up a new me of flowers and blood,
say you will
Build up a new me of flowers and blood,
say you will
I'll see you a baby of drying clay, so don't you cry
I'll see you a baby of drying clay, so don't you cry
Oh, flowers and blood
Build up a new me of flowers and blood
Flowers and blood
Build up a new you of flowers and blood
Build up a new us of flowers and blood
Run us a river of flowers and blood
Flowers and blood...
Build up a new us of flowers and blood
Build up a new us of flowers and blood
Run us a river of flowers and blood
Run us a river of flowers and blood
Oh, flowers and blood
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Writer(s): Marie Sobonya
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