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BLOOD
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Indie Pop
BLOOD was released on July 18, 2025 by Mandatory Music as a part of the album BLACK SPRING
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Release DateJuly 18, 2025
LabelMandatory Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM127

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Samora Pinderhughes
Samora Pinderhughes
Performer
Lhasa De Sela
Lhasa De Sela
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Samora Pinderhughes
Samora Pinderhughes
Songwriter
Jack DeBoe
Jack DeBoe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samora Pinderhughes
Samora Pinderhughes
Producer
Jack DeBoe
Jack DeBoe
Producer

Lyrics

Blood on your hands don't wash off too easy
Even if you lie to the folks when you're leaving
You can't pretend, you can't pretend
That you didn't use the weapons against me
You took the bread and left me at the precinct
You built a wall so you won't have to see me
You couldn't stare direct at what you did
While still enjoying those good benefits
The flips, the tricks
You shot the gun and shook it off easily
Forced him to talk while he was still grieving
Brought up the language in a glass, he drank it down
Heard the same shit on your TV
Gun in his mouth
You broke my district up into pieces
Now I see the cracks all up in your ceiling
There's a lot of drama going on in the town
And I've been around enough to know it's going down
Soon this space will be too small
And I'll go outside
To the huge hillside
Where the wild winds blow
And the cold stars shine
Blood on my hands don't wash off too easy
Even if I got everybody to believe me
I left you right on the avenue
And then went on about my business
What is good with all this progress
If I had to hurt someone to get it?
I get so attached to all of these secrets
And they might just take me over completely
I done filled a book and a half
Of just trying to get my mind revisions
Put my eyes on way too many caskets
I think I done lost my vision
And I don't ever wanna get used to this feeling
Of a body when it can't seem to breathe in
Did I take advantage of the words I said but never did shit?
I made an appearance but I made sure to never really risk it
I'm fucking tired of all of these meetings, evenings, weekends
Drinking and smoking for no reason
We can't pretend, we can't pretend
We don't feel that the world is ending
Soon this space will be too small
And I'll go outside
To the huge hillside
Where the wild winds blow
And the cold stars shine
Written by: Jack DeBoe, Samora Pinderhughes
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