Charlie Simpson

Blood
Blood,Blood's on your hands.Blood is no goodWithout a heart to move 'round.Blood,Blood's on your conscience,And it won't come off easy,So just take your time.For all of the days that you askedTo keep me under,I never thought you would.Well, I never knew what to say,But you never listened anyway.My, my,You told me that you tried,But looking at you know,I think we know that that's a lie.Well, oh no,Just walk away slow.I'm praying for the rain to come back.So long,We have to move on.Letras de cancionesThe harvest was so weakWe lost the cotton and the corn.A dry spell;No water in the well,And I am still so weakFrom all the tears I've weeped.Blood,Blood's on my hands --Blood is my treasureFor which I must pay.Blood:It's filled with deceit.Each time we meet,We give ourselves away.Blood is on our handsAnd all I can do is justWait for you to come 'roundAnd save me. From Letras Mania