.Bad blood saturating the sheets and the blankets
Good God, there are ghosts floating up from the pavement
They flip over the houses, blood runs out from the basements
In its unholy flow, its unholy flow
You remember this whimpering, thick, nauseous feeling
From your stepbrother chasin.
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