Blue Blood - Benjamin Francis Leftwich

You’ve got the blood on your hands, I think it’s my own

We can go down onto the streets and follow the shores

Of all the people, we could be two

Then I bite my nails to the quick, run back home

You’ve got blue blood on your hands, I know it’s my own

You came at me in the midnight to show me my soul

Of all the people, I hoped it’d be you

To come and free me, take me away

To where I was born

Where I belong

Come with me accept it, affect it, protect it

With me accept it, and it’s always my own

With me accept it, effect it, protect it

With me accept it, and it’s always my own

You’ve got blue blood on your hands, I want you to know

I hoped you’d come and take me away, back to my home

Of all the people, I hoped it’d be you

Then I bite my nails to the quick, run back home

Come with me accept it, affect it, protect it

With me accept it, and it’s always my own

With me accept it, effect it, protect it

With me accept it, and it’s always my own

You’ve got the blood on your hands, I know it’s my own

We can go down onto the streets and follow the shores

Of all the people, I hoped it’d be you

You showed me my way back home

To where I was born

Where I belong