She`s got a window, It`s got a small frame, She`s got a view, Of what she always sees, What she believes is there, But there`s blood in the basement, Blood in the alley, There`s blood on her hands, She can`t see. He`s got mirror, A crack in his door, He peers through to see, The world is ugly, But there`s nothing he can do about it. The hole in the roof, These crumbling walls, This house is falling apart, There`s nothing we can do, Nothing we can do. If there`s blood in the basement, Blood in the alley, There`s blood on our hand, We can`t see. No I can`t see, No it`s not safe, And no I`m not proud of this blood. There`s heat in my mouth, There`s blood in my veins, My love. There`s heat in my mouth, Blood in my veins, My love. Oh there`s heat in my mouth, There`s blood in my veins, My love. Oh there`s heat in my mouth, There`s blood in my veins, My love.
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