Montclair - Bloody Game

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She blew away to the daylight and Brought fall to early spring Oh power, oh love Those fiery red oak trees Sell me on, your noble cause To burn the sod, raze the leaf For power for love For glory, god, or greed Cause life is a bloody game Oh ooh you’re saying Some things never change All in honesty You’ll be waiting for An act of god, a breaking wave Cause life is a bloody game Oh good lord he sings like an angel But can’t help but break a string Hands so coarse Of course She knows better than anybody Hollowed by the hymnals That brought him to his knees He still employs Their sacred chords To parade her misery Cause life is a bloody game Oh ooh you’re saying Some things never change All in honesty Oh ooh you’ll be waiting for An act of god, a breaking wave Cause life is a bloody game Well the borders blazing brighter You can see it from the sky And grass that cracks the gravel finds No life in floodlights You say life is a bloody game Oohh ohh oh Oh life is a bloody game
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