Blood — текст песни (Hoffman Lauren)

She`s got a window,
It`s got a small frame,
She`s got a view,
Of what she always sees,
What she believes is there,
But there`s blood in the basement,
Blood in the alley,
There`s blood on her hands,
She can`t see.
He`s got mirror,
A crack in his door,
He peers through to see,
The world is ugly,
But there`s nothing he can do about it.
The hole in the roof,
These crumbling walls,
This house is falling apart,
There`s nothing we can do,
Nothing we can do.
If there`s blood in the basement,
Blood in the alley,
There`s blood on our hand,
We can`t see.
No I can`t see,
No it`s not safe,
And no I`m not proud of this blood.
There`s heat in my mouth,
There`s blood in my veins,
My love.
There`s heat in my mouth,
Blood in my veins,
My love.
Oh there`s heat in my mouth,
There`s blood in my veins,
My love.
Oh there`s heat in my mouth,
There`s blood in my veins,
My love.