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Paroles de la chanson Blood On Your Hands par Taylor Acorn
My pain is constant and sharp
And I do not hope for a better world for anyone
I've got the files
And I've got the proof
Got a chest and head full of wounds
Only you, me, and God know the truth
And we're on to you
'Cause what you left dead won't stay that way
When you bury it down in a six inch grave
Better cover your face, better change your name
'Cause you fled the scene, but you're not getting away
You broke in uninvited
And I do not hope for a better world for anyone
I've got the files
And I've got the proof
Got a chest and head full of wounds
Only you, me, and God know the truth
And we're on to you
'Cause what you left dead won't stay that way
When you bury it down in a six inch grave
Better cover your face, better change your name
'Cause you fled the scene, but you're not getting away
You broke in uninvited
Shoved that knife through my heart
Then turned around
And somehow, you threw down the victim card
Thought you cleaned up the evidence
Turns out you're not that slick
'Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man
But you've got blood on your hands
You can try
Try to rinse your sins down the sink
But there's not enough bleach you can drink
To wash your stains, your slate
Yeah, I know everything
So send it all down, baby, down that drain
'Cause dirty runs deep in your DNA
Better cover your face, better change your name
'Cause you fled the scene, but you're not getting away
Then turned around
And somehow, you threw down the victim card
Thought you cleaned up the evidence
Turns out you're not that slick
'Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man
But you've got blood on your hands
You can try
Try to rinse your sins down the sink
But there's not enough bleach you can drink
To wash your stains, your slate
Yeah, I know everything
So send it all down, baby, down that drain
'Cause dirty runs deep in your DNA
Better cover your face, better change your name
'Cause you fled the scene, but you're not getting away
You broke in uninvited
Shoved that knife through my heart
Then turned around
And somehow you threw down the victim card
Thought you cleaned up the evidence
Turns out you're not that slick
'Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man
But you've got blood on your hands
(Blood on your hands)
I've got the files
And I've got your number (Oh)
Yeah, I've got the files
Oh, what a bummer
Better run, motherfucker
You broke in uninvited
Shoved that knife through my heart
Then turned around
And somehow you threw down the victim card
Thought you cleaned up the evidence
Turns out you're not that slick
'Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man
But you've got blood on your hands
(Not that slick)
('Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man)
You've got blood on your hands
Then turned around
And somehow you threw down the victim card
Thought you cleaned up the evidence
Turns out you're not that slick
'Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man
But you've got blood on your hands
(Not that slick)
('Cause you're walkin' around like an innocent man)
You've got blood on your hands
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