Brooks
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Lyrics
I have the perfect living specimen for trade. I have the perfect pricey sacrifice for trade. Two times, twice I had the urge for something new. I'll sell the price I choose to pay for something new. I washed, I tried to wash the blood off of my hands. I chose, I chose to live with your blood on my hands.
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:40
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 114 BPM