It doesnt really matter, the things you say to me
Cause if I had a ladder, up there is where Id be
Outta here where the air is cold, you are messing with my mind
Hey You do it every time, Hey And the season comes around
Once more,once more.
It doesnt really matter, the things you try to say
It doesnt really matter, you say em every day
Right now just gi have me more blood
Just gi have it to me deep red
A flowing river crimson
A flowing river burning with desire
Its great, but I never said how great
Hey, you never really asked, well, Imasking you right now
So shut up and explain
Whats on your mind
In this dark hour
I said it doesnt matter, I can not be that much fatter
And you wi will never get as much blood
From a phony Blarney, stone, rock, hard, Granite? Solid.
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Faith No More
Sweet Emotion :: Faith No More