Blood Lyrics

Roses are blood

And violets are violence

Silently I'm walkin' on the chalk lines

Hi there

I wish I could wave bi

But either side someone loses

Beauty's deeper than your bruises and contusions I knew her

Before she was a victim turned abuser

A life inside a needle she's no heroine

Of this tale

Some do good some do bad

Either way the heroes fail

Layin' Clark Kent in the crypt tonight

If only Dr. Luther had prevailed

Kings and queens of avenues

Chat platitudes but lack on test of aptitude

That aren't in tune with city cycles

That exclude the schools of street survival

They gentrified the city

Exported murder to my county

I've seen bodies I've seen bounties

I fear death I hate when browsers tell me to be grounded

Life dealt the hand

But it's only spades and shovels

Six feet deeper than the struggle

Just one pop would burst your bubble

Stop

No thanks I don't do

Blood

No thanks I don't do

Blood

No thanks I don't do

Blood

Here's a toast to the undead sun

No thanks I don't do

Blood

No thanks I don't do

Blood

No thanks I don't do

Blood

Only the good die once

At a party with the Draculas I never felt so mortal

The streets are like Iraq but I have never seen the oil

War torn for different soils

Still the rich all reap the spoils huh

I saw this Wiccan looking wicked she walked up in leopard printed

With a twisted smile handed me a potion of prescriptions

"Let's get twisted"

Never did it though

Hot trigger

Reminded me of a cop's gun stolen from a party

Thought it fun and in the hobby

Weeks later in the park they found a body

Of a girl at that same party

She was pregnant

Two lives drowned in one pull

I once saw her floating by

Walking out of school

Boyfriend was a drug dealer

Didn't like the suit

Of her stomach so he wet worked

Now she's swimmin' on the news

Damn

I guess it's cheaper than that child support

Down the road they call it "Bodymore"

We hold the "T"

Call it Baltimore

No thanks I don't do

Blood

No thanks I don't do

Blood

No thanks I don't do

Blood

Here's a toast to the undead sun

No thanks I don't do

Blood

No thanks I don't do

Blood

No thanks I don't do

Blood

Only the good die once

Roses are red

And violets are violence

I'm pickin' flowers

A concrete boquete

Remember place the petals

In the streets where I lay

Someday

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