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
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 Opened up, the relief
 Time has come for you to see
 Where im coming from
 What i've been running from
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 I don't know
 How on earth will i ever know?
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 Gazing through your eyes
 I saw them coming right at you
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 My superior vena cava
 Inferior to yours