paroles de chanson Texture of My Blood - Dillon
Locked
door,
forgotten
key
Tonight,
open
up
for
me
I
am
returning
home
Without
the
slightest
hope
Naked
and
on
my
knees
Look
as
if
you're
pleased
to
see
Me
returning
home
Pass
me
that
spark
of
hope
Let
you
taste
the
texture
of
my
blood
Lacking
iron
Gates
to
my
heart
Opened
up,
the
relief
Time
has
come
for
you
to
see
Where
im
coming
from
What
i've
been
running
from
I
don't
know
How
on
earth
will
i
ever
know?
Gazing
through
your
eyes
I
saw
them
coming
right
at
you
My
superior
vena
cava
Inferior
to
yours
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