This wicked city just drags you downYou’re with the red lights, your side of townDon’t say it’s easy to follow a processThere’s nothing harder than keeping a promiseBlood runs through your veins, that’s where our similarity endsBlood runs through our veinsBlood runs through your veins, that’s where our similarity endsBlood runs through our veinsThere’s nothing believable in being honestSo cover your lies up with another promiseBlood runs through your veins, that’s where our similarity endsBlood runs through our veinsBlood runs through your veins, that’s where our similarity endsBlood runs through our veinsOoohhhhhhhBlood runs through your veins, that’s where our similarity endsBlood runs through our veinsIf there’s hope in your heartIt would flow to every partIf there’s hope in your heartBy Personal Holloway