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Texture of My Blood

Locked door, forgotten key

Tonight, open up for me

I am returning home

Without the slightest hope

Naked and on my knees

Look as if you're pleased to see

Me returning home

Pass me that spark of hope

Let you taste the texture of my blood

Lacking iron

Gates to my heart

Opened up, the relief

Time has come for you to see

Where im coming from

What i've been running from

I don't know

How on earth will i ever know?

Gazing through your eyes

I saw them coming right at you

My superior vena cava

Inferior to yours

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