Bad Blood - SLO, Breakage

Through your veins

Pure becomes and bad word-

Too much said, can’t be fixed

From the pain

Separate the laughter

Chase your love

To the end

And what remains

Shouldn’t be the bad blood

Calling names

Dragging through the black mud

We both lay down in sympathy-

I shot you, you shot me

We both lay down in sympathy-

I shot you, you shot me

From my name

Draw another rainbow

Way up high

In a lullaby

And what remains

Shouldn’t be the bad blood

Colours change

Everyone to feel good

We both lay down in sympathy

I shot you, you shot me

We both lay down in sympathy

I shot you, you shot me