Her blood is our blood, too, I know
And I feel all of it, too, you know
You know
1936 breathing
Garnet her stone, ever gleaming
And Edith's hope is for love
But she doesn't hear of her grandchildren grieving, no
Eldest raised by Al Ringling
Spirit granted from Sing Sing
All of her heart is for drugs
And she doesn't care that everyone is leaving
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Halfway in the hour, toward the mid of the night
We met our hands despite our wicked fight
Then we will sort our way around
This awful mess that all our genes has thrown around
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
1936 Video (MV)
Performed By: Phox
Written by: DAVID ROBERTS, JASON KRUNNFUSZ, MATTHEW HOLMEN, MATTHEW ROBERTS, MONICA MARTIN, ZACHARY JOHNSTON
Phox - 1936 Lyrics
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Her blood is our blood, too, I know
And I feel all of it, too, you know
You know
1936 breathing
Garnet her stone, ever gleaming
And Edith's hope is for love
But she doesn't hear of her grandchildren grieving, no
Eldest raised by Al Ringling
Spirit granted from Sing Sing
All of her heart is for drugs
And she doesn't care that everyone is leaving
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Halfway in the hour, toward the mid of the night
We met our hands despite our wicked fight
Then we will sort our way around
This awful mess that all our genes has thrown around
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
And I feel all of it, too, you know
You know
1936 breathing
Garnet her stone, ever gleaming
And Edith's hope is for love
But she doesn't hear of her grandchildren grieving, no
Eldest raised by Al Ringling
Spirit granted from Sing Sing
All of her heart is for drugs
And she doesn't care that everyone is leaving
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Halfway in the hour, toward the mid of the night
We met our hands despite our wicked fight
Then we will sort our way around
This awful mess that all our genes has thrown around
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Her blood is our blood, too, I know
I feel all of it, too, you know
Writer: DAVID ROBERTS, JASON KRUNNFUSZ, MATTHEW HOLMEN, MATTHEW ROBERTS, MONICA MARTIN, ZACHARY JOHNSTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing