Letra de Incapable of abstract thought
The Taste Of Blood
You play the headstrings as if they were a harp.
Don’t you tell me any different.
So cut the drama.
We’ll shed no tears for you.
You are nothing in the grand scheme of things.
Catch and release.
But I want to take you down to
where the greatest beasts get butterflies.
I think you should go back to where you came from.
You’re fuc*** things up.
You’re not wanted here.
You are losing your appeal
just as fast as rumors fly
Don’t you tell me any different.
So cut the drama.
We’ll shed no tears for you.
You are nothing in the grand scheme of things.
Catch and release.
But I want to take you down to
where the greatest beasts get butterflies.
I think you should go back to where you came from.
You’re fuc*** things up.
You’re not wanted here.
just as fast as rumors fly
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