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Some things just to myself
And I feel cool blood
Rushing through my veins
A flash of memory
What are we doing here?
We can't focus on
All our flaws at once
You're in my blood
Still in my blood
I'm in your blood
Still in your blood
How often do we fear ourselves
And wreck it all?
We fuck up our minds
So many times
I guess we are just
Photos after all
It seems as if we can
Wash me off your skin
You're in my blood
Still in my blood
I'm in your blood
Still in your blood
You're in my blood
Still in my blood
I'm in your blood
Still in your blood
You're in my blood
You're in my blood
