Who cares
Fuck you and your tigers blood
we drag souls through the mud
ten days pass and angels sing
and the dead, they hear most everything.
the wind is cold shes not our friend
she reminds us that all things end
so fuck you and your lions howl
we want change so bring it now
no altered perceptions of delusions so grand
your so damn warped can't understand
all wrapped up in foil of pain and love
we don't really give a crud
passion is pow and we want it now!
and tigers blood is not what we need
but hearts of good intentions please
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