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Settle down
This won’t last long
I’ve been out
And I want back in

When my bones begin to break
And my head begins to shake
It’s my own blood

And the neighbours turn away
It’s my own blood

Settle down
This won’t last long
I’ve been out
And I want back in

“Where the butcher’s hand is home”
Laughs the blade above the throne
“It’s my own blood”

“Oh, this apple makes me sick”
Cries the pig upon his stick
“It’s my own blood”

And I can’t forget the taste
Can’t forget the taste of my own tongue
And I can’t forget the taste
Can’t forget the taste of my own tongue

And If I had a heart
I’d waste it on you
But it’s all together far too long
Since I took you down

Settle down
This won’t last long
I’ve been out
And I want back in

When we’ve licked all of the lips
And the salt-stained fingertips
It’s our own blood

When our lambs and lions made
Debts no righteous man can pay
It’s our own blood

And I can’t forget the taste
Can’t forget the taste of my own tongue
And I can’t forget the taste
Can’t forget the taste of my own tongue