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And the blood will dry
Underneath my nails
And the wind will rise up
To fail my sales
So you can't doubt
And You can't hate
But I...
And the blood will dry
Underneath my nails
And the wind will rise up
To fail my sales
So you can't doubt
And You can't hate
But I...