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Fair game when I light up It's a hot night and I'm a sun bug I've got no shortage of brilliance If you can catch me in a clear cup Gloves off when you swell up It's a hot night and I'm a drill bug Even up in a shadowbox The blood’s mine or the blood’s lost You can go outside on a hot night and clap But you won't get your blood back You can go outside on a hot night and clap But you won't get your blood back My heart in a good fight To die hard and be light Burns slow and shines bright From behind a bowed frame Boneless in the backyard I bend well and suck hard If a hickey is a trump card It’s a reflex of a fair game You can go outside on a hot night and clap Letras de cancionesBut you won't get your blood back You can go outside on a hot night and clap But you won't get your blood back You can go outside and clap But you won't get your blood back From Letras Mania