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Bad Blood (James Leland Ludeau III - Lafayette, LA)

Love don't live here anymore My squad at my side My head high with pride Out for a night full of drinks I realize something stinks Wouldn't give you mad love So J-Screw now we got bad blood In a stall at local gay bar it came to a head Fists drawn Stabbed in the back Your attack Left holes Band-Aids can't fix Threw a bat in the mix A blow to the head I left you for dead To rot Forgot You can't kill evil Like a ghost you keep coming back Like herpes Just when I think I'm cured A rash of words returns It itches It burns Throbbing with bad blood A blistering reminder Of a drunken escapade Used my secrets to take me out Thought you'd finish me off Well you thought wrong We've got problems And I don't think we can solve 'em You made a really deep cut Almost as deep as your butt From what I hear My dear You should keep your legs down And keep your mouth closed Exposed Your body for the viewing No undoing This bad blood Until one of us is cold The roles Reverse This curse Is your weight to bear No care I've grown tired of the fight I might Pull the trigger that sends the final negative word that buries your hate deep down below The truth sets me free And as you approach The ground beneath my feet is warmer Lucifer is near Bad blood The absence of love Led us down a path Unforgiven

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