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Midnight Bloody BluesLonely road, darkest nightraging anger in my mind clenched fists, the heart is pounding seeking problems, and i found met a few guys on the way Give your money then they said I'm glad this is not strange I will release at will my rage kick hard, but still, I'm on my feet, I'm standing well You got a knife, you are so vain, I must tell I can lose, but brass knuckles, my hidden ace at one point in, a breakthrough, I smash your face Break your skull with road stones Playing blues on your bones long story short, it happens so, the hunter - prey one lying down, the second knock, a bloody ray fall in a trance, a bloody trance, my iron fist tearing the skin, breaking the bones, quenching thirst Break your skull with road stones Playing blues on your bones blood drops, face scarred fists knocked, pounding heart beating, bruising, smiling face satisfaction, bloody grace Only anger, only rage There're no friends and no names it's no matter win or lose let's go play our bloody blues |