(Pollock/Wright)

I'm not the one that you're after
It's blood you want I can see it in your eyes
I think this is the answer
It's blood you want come on, you've had mine now let go of me
If love cut grooves in the mountains
Then love sinks in what I see
'Cause tomorrow lays black in the ocean
You're the color stained, the color stained
Inside of me
Are you a prize or a cancer?
If the shoe fits wear it, give it up and let go of me
I think this is the answer
It's blood you want come on, you've had mine now let go of me
If love cut grooves in the mountains
Then love sinks in what I see
'Cause tomorrow lays black in the ocean
You're the color stained, the color stained
Inside of me
Inside of me there's a notion
For ending what you call love
I'm not against finding
Something new outside of new

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