Laconic - "Blood On My Hands" |
As I look into your eyes the smugness hits my face your pure blue eyes or is it dirty lies Crows in the sunset watch them fly overhead like a plague making all dead crimson stains like I've never seen before where's respect for life respect for self Chorus Your blood on my hands your blood on the floor don't want this no more no more blood on my hands how do you see the sense in it blood on the floor do you see the sense in it You say you wanna be saved but you live like you won't die give me a reason why hey hey hey give me a reason why you should be saved give me a reason why can you tell me why whoooh Your blood on my hands blood on the floor don't want this no more no more Your blood on my hands blood on the floor don't want this no more blood on my hands blood on the floor |