How blood flows
How Blood Flows
Blood flows
Just like tears flows
And love flows
Rooted in pain
It streams from its source
Consistently
With force
Persistently
As it drips down
In rhythmic pattern
Puddles round
As Saturn
It’s a song
That’s rings through city
And for so long
There’s been nothing but pity
Each drop that drips
Is a beat
That you can slip
On your feet
And as it flows
Streaming
Just as the pain grows
You can hear the high pitched ear screeching screaming
This is your reality
You know you're not dreaming
About this brutality
From the police that are deceiving
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