Good lord
take my hand
Dried of
this promise land
Freed back
the sun wont rise for me
Good lord
hear my cries
Run out of
ways to tell
Dead just
floating out to sea
Cause I got
bad blood
Bad blood
you don’t
Want none
what I have
Good lord
find my soul
Waitin to
behol’
Hold those
gates if I don’t
Make it out
tonight
Good lord
give me peace
From life
long of pain and greed
But not yet
I’m not done
Paying for
my crimes
Bad blood I
got
Bad blood
you don’t
Want none
what I have
Don’t
listen to any word I say
I’d say
anything to make you feel ok
I’m not who
I thought I was
Not today…
Cause I got
bad blood
Bad blood
you don’t
Want none what
I have
Bad blood I
got
Bad blood
you don’t
Want none
what I have

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