Tired of being told what to do
Tired of hearing comment after comment on every single
Move I make
Every thought I have
Every single thing that comes out of my mouth
Why won't these people cut some slack
Give me a break
Or just drop dead
If these people won't change
I swear that
There will be blood, there will be blood
Grass and rivers will turn crimson red
The air will turn a sinister scarlet
There will be blood, there will be blood
Tired of being the object of judgement
Change, baby, change
Or suffer the consequences that will be coming
For there will be blood
Friend or foe it matters not
The thoughts in each head are all the same
It's likely to be either about making a fortune or fame
Feelings and thoughts of fellow man, it appears to be ignored
They don't think before they speak
Infact not many think before they peep
I see them waste their lives
Waste their time
They smoke, drink, jabber-jabber, game
If they don't sort their lives out, make a change
I can assure you that
There will be blood, there will be blood
Grass and rivers will turn crimson red
The air will turn a sinister scarlet
There will be blood, there will be blood
Get over yourselves before I make you
Stop blaming me for the wrongs in your life
Change, baby, change
Or suffer the wrath that will be coming
For there will be blood
I have a New Year's resolution
I am starting an inner revolution
I am not going to play Little Miss Nice Girl
Not any more
Cross me
Cross me
Cross me
And there will be blood
There will be blood
I'm sorry but there will be blood
Blood
Blood
Blood
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Gothic Rose (Complete album)
PoesieGothic Rose is a series of songs that I have written. I am not a singer or a musician myself, but I do love making up songs.