Sunday, January 10, 2016

There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles She came Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee She came Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago She came Blood on the rise, it's following me Think about the break of day She came and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair

Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven 

Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice 

Blood in my love in the terrible summer 


Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A. 




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