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Rachel Chinouriri - My Blood Lyrics
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Same old
No, you never learn that this shit never works
So you'll stay home
To look in the mirror, you call yourself names
'Cause you pulled it all apart
Can't mend a lonely heart
If you say so

The longer I try to leave it
The more I forgive the feeling
What do I do when
Pain comes at a price I can't afford?
What if I'm not worth healing?
What if I like this feeling?
Nobody seems to notice it's the part that I adore

It's my blood on the broken door
It's my blood in the makeup drawer
It's my blood that I do this for
It's my blood that I do this for

I hate me
Count yourself lucky, they can't see you're ugly
But maybe
I should close all the curtains, absorbing the burdens
I've made up in my head
And keep me in my bed
You can't blame me

The longer I try to leave it
The more I forgive the feeling
What do I do when
Pain comes at a price I can't afford?
What if it's not worth healing?
What if I like this feeling?
Nobody seems to notice it's the part that I adore

It's my blood on the broken door
It's my blood in the makeup drawer
It's my blood that I do this for

It's my blood
All my blood
Precious blood
My blood
My blood
My blood
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Same old
No, you never learn that this shit never works
So you'll stay home
To look in the mirror, you call yourself names
'Cause you pulled it all apart
Can't mend a lonely heart
If you say so

The longer I try to leave it
The more I forgive the feeling
What do I do when
Pain comes at a price I can't afford?
What if I'm not worth healing?
What if I like this feeling?
Nobody seems to notice it's the part that I adore

It's my blood on the broken door
It's my blood in the makeup drawer
It's my blood that I do this for
It's my blood that I do this for

I hate me
Count yourself lucky, they can't see you're ugly
But maybe
I should close all the curtains, absorbing the burdens
I've made up in my head
And keep me in my bed
You can't blame me

The longer I try to leave it
The more I forgive the feeling
What do I do when
Pain comes at a price I can't afford?
What if it's not worth healing?
What if I like this feeling?
Nobody seems to notice it's the part that I adore

It's my blood on the broken door
It's my blood in the makeup drawer
It's my blood that I do this for

It's my blood
All my blood
Precious blood
My blood
My blood
My blood
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Writer: Aaron Paul O'brien, Glen Roberts, Mary Weitz, Rachel Farainashe Chinouriri
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.


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