[Intro – whispering, ambient synths]
Mm…
My blood… your blood…
We bleed it, yeah…
Smoke me… burn me…
Even if you don’t mean it…
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[Verse 1 – intimate, haunting]
My love and your heart are falling,
Skin and scars decay, we’re crawling.
Your blood, my blood, we bleed it —
Bones break even, hearts don’t need it.
Smoke me like a cigarette,
Burn me ‘til you’re wheezing, I don’t forget.
Tell me that you love me,
Even if you don’t mean it…
Used to think I loved you,
Now it’s over, I don’t know you.
Scars on my skin, the story’s in my body,
Rising blood, my heart beats, Lord, protect me.
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[Verse 2 – dark funeral trap energy]
We gather here today, honor the lost,
Life remembered at a brutal cost.
Diggy Graves, you still live in the sound,
We dance on graves, champagne all around.
I roll in my grave if I choose to stay,
Zombie crowd, bass hits like a blade.
Opps feel the sub, blood in the air,
Every celebration mixed with despair.
I’m cold, cold — soul froze years ago,
But I crash my own funeral, put on a show.
Hands up, stomp the ground, shake it in vain,
Dead and gone, sing along, we dance in the rain.
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[Pre-Chorus – emo-trap, echoed vocal]
Your blood, my blood, we bleed it…
Smoke me, burn me, even if you deceive it.
Champagne showers, flowers drown in pain,
But still we rise… dance again in the rain.
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[Bridge – spoken-word / rap hybrid, cinematic]
I don’t know where I went wrong,
Where did I go… flesh and blood, singing my song.
My soul frozen, bullets begged by my brain,
Eyes won’t close, I keep reliving the pain.
Norman, rewind the tapes back,
Master Bates on my way back, fade to black.
Cold world, cold streets, cold hearts in my veins,
But every funeral, every grave, teaches me again.
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[Chorus – full power, emotional anthem]
My blood, your blood, we bleed it,
Smoke me like a cigarette, don’t leave it.
Tell me that you love me, even if you lie,
We dance on graves, let the spirits fly.
Everybody clap your hands, shake it to the bass,
Throw some bands for the man who cannot be replaced.
Dead and gone, sing along, we rise in the rain,
Blood and graves, intertwined, feel the pain.
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[Outro – whispered, fading echoes]
My blood… your blood…
We bleed it, we keep it.
Dance on top of graves…
Even if you don’t mean it…
Smoke me… burn me…
Lord, protect me…
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