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Blood Video (MV)




Performed By: Selfish Things
Length: 3:19
Written by: Alexander Biro, Andrew Fulk, Josh Strock




Selfish Things - Blood Lyrics




I am disease,
A violent dream.
A prophet in a pulpit where the truth can bleed.
I wanna scream
Make you believe.
Shake you to the core of your entire being.

You choke me up,
And cut me down.
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound.
You choke me up,
And cut me down.
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound.
Than the speed of sound.

White blood cells running,
Running,
Running,
Running through my veins. (x2)

Are you afraid?
Are you ashamed?
I feel your pain it's rushing through collapsing veins.
Malignant brain,
So cold and fake,
A diagnosis coming that you can't explain.

White blood cells running,
Running,
Running,
Running through my veins. (x3)

You choke me up,
And cut me down.
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound.
You choke me up,
And cut me down.
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound.
Than the speed of sound.

White blood cells running,
Running,
Running,
Running through my veins.
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I am disease,
A violent dream.
A prophet in a pulpit where the truth can bleed.
I wanna scream
Make you believe.
Shake you to the core of your entire being.

You choke me up,
And cut me down.
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound.
You choke me up,
And cut me down.
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound.
Than the speed of sound.

White blood cells running,
Running,
Running,
Running through my veins. (x2)

Are you afraid?
Are you ashamed?
I feel your pain it's rushing through collapsing veins.
Malignant brain,
So cold and fake,
A diagnosis coming that you can't explain.

White blood cells running,
Running,
Running,
Running through my veins. (x3)

You choke me up,
And cut me down.
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound.
You choke me up,
And cut me down.
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound.
Than the speed of sound.

White blood cells running,
Running,
Running,
Running through my veins.
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Writer: Alexander Biro, Andrew Fulk, Josh Strock
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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