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The Sherbs - Blood on My Hands lyrics
She ran to the garden and she broke off a rose That she held so tight And those innocent eyes are now stained with the tears Of her own delight In the blindness of love, in the rush for the taste You can find You’ve got blood on your hands The poets of desire they cry out in the night For what they’ll never find They are the soldiers of truth And love is the battleground Falling victim to lies for the pleasures of flesh And the joy of the sin I got Blood On My Hands I got Blood On My Hands I’m bleeding from the heart I got this blood Got Blood On My Hands Didn’t try to escape from the thrill of the ride Of my suicide Thought I’d get through without losing my life With the power of a lie But here as I stand With what strength that I can God I know, yes I know I got Blood On My Hands I got Blood On My Hands I’m bleeding from the heart I got this blood I got Blood On My Hands I got Blood On My Hands I’m bleeding from the heart And I know I got this blood Got Blood On My Hands |
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