Testo Bad Blood

Bad blood,
you can't hide from where you come from
its in your veins and in your heart

Bad blood
blame your mother for every shadow you're afraid of
the burning urge to flea well thats on me
A poor grandfather so painfully shy, he couldn't leave the house without a tall one
A dumb grandmother suffered by his side, she'd rather live in hell than die alone

I hope those odd appendages eventually fall off as you grow

Bad blood, bad luck.

But apples and trees meant nothing to me
Just fruit foliage
But now I see me
In everything you don't say

Bad blood
hereditary mob you cant run away from
trust me i've triedyou're better off holding your freak flag high

Theres no time.