: [Alice Cooper/Desmond Child] Take another bite It'll be alright What's wrong will soon feel right Dangerous tonight Take another sip Let it kiss
's a vacant stare The shadows come but no one seems to care The darkness floods every light that could promise change She passed sound asleep when the blood is stain But blood
the moans of love and all those sweet memories just make me cry 'cos all I need is to forget that your prime time stains my soul in blood O good Lord
be bad blood in all I can see It's in my brain You don't know the pain I feel As I must live again Rocks and stones can't bruise my soul but Tears will leave a stain
child's fragile eggshell mind. Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice Blood in my love
s highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile egg-shell mind Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice Blood
heathen eyes Baptized in fire ? The creator of sin Dark prince, he has come to claim his throne Rise of the beast, sacrifice the child Innocent blood, stains
gift with the mic so what is up fool? with the drive-bys, lettin caps fly no measure of mercy on a crowd so a child dies... and shit is got scandalous blood stains
on dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice Blood
I'm new improved Plus my time piece is bullet proof I need a bulldozer or crane, that stains like in vain You be the blood and I be the drainin on Forgot
the shame of my ancestry Forever stained by blood in which you tread Hey, if I was taken for a day and shown another way Oh, now every child can learn
gangbang when I was younger So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin' under I never thought I lived to see us chill Crips and Bloods holdin'
The affection of stillness Kiss the hand that blesses me And as the panting ceased My blood runs now
Young Money, yeah Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower But it's fuck the world, get a child out her Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing 'bout
, let me see my child (Child) Let me see my child, I've got to see my child You're hurting him, you're hurting him (Child, child) He needs me in his life (Child
fingers to the bone Cause we was alone, and me I bought a death home My real pops he broke out with the style So I respect my stepdad, for raisin' another nigga's child
your soul, now your done with. You hear the gun click. (gunshot). Blood stains on the walls and carpet, pain and the hardships of a father identifyin' his child
! your daddy was a real nigga real rolling stone of our time he's the reason why you wanna be a killer still wondering why he left you behind?! now you a blood
