Vincent Draper

SOFT CORE | SAD BASTARD | ROCK ROLL

 
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IF I SAW BLOOD

 

I’VE SPENT ALL OF MY LIFE DOING THE BEST I CAN

AT FIGURING WHAT’S WRONG AND WHAT’S RIGHT, AIMING FOR THE LAST

WHEN I WAS ON THE CLOCK I WAS CALLED A HARD WORKING MAN

I TRIED TO STICK TO THE HIGH ROAD WHEN EVEN IT SLOWED ME DOWN

 

IF I SINNED I WAS PREPARED TO PAY THE PRICE

WHAT MISTAKES I MADE, MADE SURE NOT TO MAKE THEM TWICE

 

NOW, IF I SAW BLOOD

UPON MY BROTHER’S HAND

I’M AFRAID I’D BE TURNED

INTO A DIFFERENT KIND OF MAN

LIKE SOME KIND OF DARK HORSE, SICK OF LIVING IN REIGNS

I’M AFRAID OF THE BLOOD IN OUR VEINS

 

WHILE MY BROTHERS WERE GROWING UP I WANTED THEM TO BE

HONEST IN THEIR BONES, BETTER MEN THAN ME

I TAUGHT THEM ABOUT LOVE, COMPASSION AND THINGS

FORGIVENESS WAS A GIFT FOR THOSE THAT DESERVE IT THE LEAST

 

AND IF YOU SIN BE PREPARED TO PAY THE PRICE

WHAT MISTAKES YOU MAKE, MAKE SURE NOT TO MAKE THEM TWICE