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letra de blood. (feat james hesketh) - percussive

[intro – instrumental]

[chorus: james hesketh]
blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
fingerprints on the weapon but can’t find no proof
gone with the wind, gone with the wind
see a witness to the crime, now boy i have to shoot
blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
fingerprints on the weapon but can’t find no proof
gone with the wind, gone with the wind
see a witness to the crime, now boy i have to shoot
[verse 1: percussive]
i’ve been hesitant to talk my truths
holding off on conversations through my mixed perspectives
and these points and views that i hold to myself
like pressure on a wound
full of dеlusions, that’s my bullsh-t fuelled
but i’m concentrating on looking straight through
this mеditation, it lightens my mood;
clearer focus, it sharpens my view
there’s silence in the room
judgement on me will get to violence in the room
sh-t’s testing my cool, but lately, it’s you
pressuring my thoughts, tryna make me break down
second-guessing what’s true
and what’s me, is you
mirror split division, got me torn in two
clouding my decisions, looking for a higher faith
guess i’m all alone
no guidance through, no guidance through
all i see is-

[chorus: james hesketh]
blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
fingerprints on the weapon but can’t find no proof
gone with the wind, gone with the wind
see a witness to the crime, now boy i have to shoot
blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
fingerprints on the weapon but can’t find no proof
gone with the wind, gone with the wind
see a witness to the crime, now boy i have to shoot
[verse 2: percussive]
yeah, help me see clearly now
i only fear me now
don’t make me shoot you down
blood, spilling on the walls, tired of fighting with myself
paranoia making civil war, i don’t trust n0body else
i can’t trust in myself
looking ’round like, who’s the victim?
all of the people i’ve hurt, with my ignorance that’s bliss, and
i can’t reflect on my pain, i can’t get myself to listen
tryna see through the delusions
cataracts on my common sense

[bridge: percussive]
help me see clearly now
i only fear me now
don’t make me shoot you down
don’t make me shoot you down
help me see clearly now
i only fear me now
don’t make me shoot you down
don’t make me shoot you down
help me see clearly now
i only fear me now
don’t make me shoot you down
don’t make me shoot you down
help me see clearly now
i only fear me now
don’t make me shoot you down
don’t make me shoot you down
no, don’t make me-
[chorus: james hesketh]
blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
fingerprints on the weapon but can’t find no proof
gone with the wind, gone with the wind
see a witness to the crime, now boy i have to shoot
blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
fingerprints on the weapon but can’t find no proof
gone with the wind, gone with the wind
see a witness to the crime, now boy i have to shoot
blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
fingerprints on the weapon but can’t find no proof
gone with the wind, gone with the wind
see a witness to the crime, now boy i have to shoot
blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
fingerprints on the weapon but can’t find no proof
gone with the wind, gone with the wind
see a witness to the crime, now boy i have to shoot

- percussive

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