Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bloody Poetry, artist - Grieves. Album song Together/Apart, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.06.2011
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Bloody Poetry |
| I guess it started when the lights went out |
| And everybody started running round in circles tryin' to figure it out |
| I could feel it |
| Wedged in my ribs it felt freezin' |
| As my cold air blew out |
| Dance through the evening, paranormal |
| Slowly being called to the green |
| Where the ghosts gather nightly and sell the devil their dreams, observe |
| Hails from the other side of the curb |
| Hold the concrete notepad |
| Scribble down my words in the limelight |
| This is what it’s like to bleed ink |
| Put yo fingers in it paint me a picture of what you think |
| Make it beautiful and make it look like love |
| Make it hang from the heavens |
| Make it break my trust |
| Make it real, make it dangerous |
| Make it out of the rust and make it passionate and impossible to touch |
| It’s forever, slowly resurrected from the dust |
| When you understand it’s everything inside of you, it’s us |
| You’re all I’ve ever known |
| Sewn to my sleeve, you always got me running home |
| Handful of roses |
| You’re my blood and brittle bones |
| My soul, an open throne |
| You’re all I know |
| I’ve spoke a whisper in the dark one night |
| Watch it take form in front of me and mimic my life |
| It seemed natural especially watching it’s last breathe like poetry |
| Watch as it clung to it’s own chest with a smile |
| Made out of broken pieces of tile |
| You can see the thoughts running, chase em around for miles |
| If you want it, people say that old road is haunted |
| If you travel on it long enough you’ll never get off it |
| You believe it cause everything is skewed when you see it |
| Then you process automatically, think that you feel it |
| And automatically sticks to the brain when the truth of it |
| Is standing outside, playing cards in the rain |
| You will never beat the game it plays |
| You can only turn around and lick the blood from your own switchblade |
| It’s forever, slowly resurrected from the dust |
| When you understand it’s everything inside of you, it’s us |
| You’re all I’ve ever known |
| Sewn to my sleeve, you always got me running home |
| Handful of roses |
| You’re my blood and brittle bones |
| My soul, an open throne |
| You’re all I know |
| You’re all I’ve ever known |
| Sewn to my sleeve, you always got me running home |
| Handful of roses |
| You’re my blood and brittle bones |
| My soul, an open throne |
| You’re all I know |