1975 lyrics : "Antichrist"
On this island
And his hands all covered in blood
And my wife enquired of our understanding
But of course, my dear, you caught
She said how can I relate to somebody who doesn't speak
I feel like I'm just treading water
Is it the same for you
Is it the same for you
Well he comes and he goes
So precious
And his work appears so rushed
Well I love the house that we live in
And I love you all too much
Is it the same for you
Is it the same with you
Is it the same for you
Is it the same with you
Well the criminals and liars
It giving me yourself the spirit of mine
And I love the house that we live
And I love you all too much
Blood is on your tongue, sweat so hard
Blood is on your tongue, sweat so hard
Blood is on your tongue, sweat so hard I'm gonna take a picture of you smokin'
Blood is on your tongue, sweat so hard I'm gonna take a picture of you smokin'
Blood is on your tongue, sweat so hard I'm gonna take a picture of you smokin'
Blood is on your tongue, sweat so hard I'm gonna take a picture of you smokin'
Blood is on your tongue, sweat so hard I'm gonna take a picture of you smokin'
Blood is on your tongue, sweat so hard I'm gonna take a picture of you smokin'
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