Blood and Sand' She Said

She filled my boots

With blood and sand

Chase me backwards up the stairs boy

Do the slip down sit down danger use

I have a dangerous use for you

I have a dangerous

She said stuff our lives in a bottle

And jam on the quick cork now

She ends up

With one billion

Beautiful bucks

I wind up

With a bottle of blood

And veins full of sand

Now all day long

She hits me up with needles

Full of air-fix-glue

And says "Run until

You start to slow

Down set in motion

Stop!"

Do the freeze frame

Frame me up for maybe life

Less of you, less of you

Lifeless of you, less of you

Quick swallow your soul!