Songteksten

Are you proud of it? Does it warm up your sleeping bag Made out of it? The red on your favourite flag Is blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) And it is blood Are you part of it? You can't learn from it anymore Worked hard at it? The stain on your uniform Is blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) Is blood You can drive all night long but you won't beat it You can draw the curtains tight Close your eyes and then you might still see it Hey no one ever said You hadn't had it tough But when you find yourself all kinds of trouble that's enough Time for you to face that It's blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) And it is blood Are you proud of it? Does it warm up your bank account Made out of it? Do you still believe without a doubt In God In men In repeating again? In space In time Have they moved it all online? Well there's got to be more Yeah there's got to be more Than just a book of the answers that nobody holds And repeat Again And again And again and again It's blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) And it is blood It's blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) Is blood (Is blood) And it is blood
Writer(s): Nick Tompkins, Joshua Matthew Terence Doyle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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