Testo Blood Red Blood

Testo Blood Red Blood

lonely boy, where do we go

I'm stuck believing on the other side

stuck on my own

run fast, retreating


for a place to hide

safety in things i'm dumb for thinking

'cuz a piece of plastic

is nothing more than a piece of plastic



empty streets under my feet

how did we get so far

from the gentle beat

of hearts that cling

held fast together in the dying day

oh you are swimming inside the magic hour

oh and when you wet your skin

you can suck up all you need to know

you can suck up all you need to know, oh oh



picture me, how will you picture me when i am dead?

all fast and free, built in a fantasy, blocks in my head

a legacy, do these things dissipate in the years unread?

i've felt pain just like a knife, and then the time it left me



oh i'm just trying to do my best

i'm not afraid of life, i'm afraid of death

build my love in the things i say

you've gotta lift your face to the breaking day



oh i'm just trying to do my best

i'm not afraid of life, i'm afraid of death

build my love in the things i say

you've gotta lift your face to the breaking day



so i ran and i jumped and i flew till i came to the center of an earth so cold

and the wind picked me up and took me straight to the belly of the fears i hold

and i ran and i ran and i ran and i ran



and then then i came right back

threw my arms around you,

you were dressed in black,

i'm so glad i found you

for you burned my stuff,

objects all around you

do we outlast things,

memories and sounds

or do we fade like this

with the body down into the ground

the flash and the soil that we love so much

i always wanted to return

return to the body where i was born

i always wanted to return

and i ran and i ran and i ran



oh i'm just trying to do my best

i'm not afraid of life, i'm afraid of death

build my love in the things i say

you've gotta lift your face to the breaking day



oh i'm just trying to do my best

i'm not afraid of life, i'm afraid of death

build my love in the things i say

you've gotta lift your face to the breaking day



because in time it leaves you,

it leaves you like blood, red blood

it leaves you like blood, red blood

it leaves you like blood, red blood

it leaves you like blood, red blood
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