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Beetle Blood

Swings swing Blood drips Tree’s swing Get a g-g-grip… Swings swing Blood drips Tree’s swing Get a g-g-grip… Swings swing Blood drips Tree’s swing Get a g-g-grip… Beatle blood on my lips… Sucking…suckling…sucking… On my tongue…rough…tongue… Fingertips touch me… Get a grip and take a sip… With me… With me… With me… Beatle blood on my lips… Sucking…suckling…sucking… On my tongue…rough…tongue… Fingertips touch me… Get a grip and take a sip… With me… With me… With me… Beatle blood on my lips… Sucking…suckling…sucking… On my tongue…rough…tongue… Fingertips touch me… Get a grip and take a sip… With me… With me… With me… Tunes in my head… Douse me in dread… It’s something you said… Fed…fed…the monster inside has died The leaves….leaves….have dried… Tunes in my head… Douse me in dread… It’s something you said… Fed…fed…the monster inside has died The leaves….leaves….have dried… Tunes in my head… Douse me in dread… It’s something you said… Fed…fed…the monster inside has died The leaves….leaves….have dried…

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