es mi sangre
the walls won’t talk
my thoughts don’t tell me much
I don’t remember sitting here before
the walls won’t talk
and I don’t hear a sound
a rotten smell is giving me some clues
I’m the end of the bloodline
es mi sangre
yeah I’m the chosen one
I am the truth in every lie
I’m the one who saves
and this is the chair
where I belong
the walls won’t talk
but I can hear you pray
the world looks
quite interesting from here
I’m the end of the bloodline

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