so you want me to bleed for you
when my wounds finally started to heal
so you want me to cry for you
when I smile, when my tears just dried
so you want me to die for you
when my will to live never has been stronger
so you want me to sign for you
as long as I can assure you to bleed
you’re the sharp teethed tiger and I’m the little tiny squeaking mouse in your mouth
I’m a genius in jeans that is still in shock ‘cause you gave me nothing but a writers block
always the same, oh my, this is the place were good taste goes to die
So you want me to bleed - Billie the Vision & The Dancers
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