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What color is blood, still the same that it was
Is it still good for what it does? Bleeding
'Cause I've been needing a new thin line
Going from my guts, to my heart, to my mind, yeah
One's sharp as a knife, followed me all my life
Waits, never rests, 'til it eats me alive
Sprawling down in a dump, fear nothing
Gushing, I can hear myself leak
I'm roaming outside of the signal
Will slips in and out, yeah
Chug his supply but your heart beats louder
Beyond the dominion of doubt
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Excuse me as I slip on out
How does agency feel, in a life unfulfilled?
Ten slowing low in the ambiance of guilt
Arms stretched, beating in chide, like skin
Smooth, through and shiny, but so paper thin, yeah
What tastes like betrayal, gazes naked and pale
Sneaks into you like a guy outta jail
The blues creeping down you from your head to your tail
The kind that don't let you sing along, yeah
I'm listening to a different station
Frequent on different pen
Slightly harder to find, but worth doing it in time
You won't crush that doubt again
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G
Excuse me as I slip on out
~solo~
C - Bb
G
Excuse me as I slip on out
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G
Yeah, excuse me, excuse me as I slip on out
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G
Excuse me, Excuse me as I slip on out
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Yeah, what color is blood
Written by Parquet Courts