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    Blood On My Shoes

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    Blood On My Shoes
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      Lyrics for Dirty Pretty Things - "Blood On My Shoes"

      You look smart but that's not enough
      You need a course in attitude, nobody's fussed
      You can spend all your days planning what to buy
      And then the signs all spin around, you'll pay your debts in time

      You wanna shake, shake, shake to fit in all that much
      There seem to be holes in everything his cold hands touch
      And we'll take, take, take and swallow the whole way down
      We may fall forever but we won't fall down

      We'll, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, woah, oh
      Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, woah, oh and it's on

      There's blood on my shoes
      Nobody knows
      Because of you

      Where did you go?
      Where did you go?
      Nobody knows
      Where did you go?

      You're pretty, so pretty
      And if somebody loves you then leave us alone
      All the rich get richer but still they cry
      They sing the city is after us and we don't know why

      Profound is the debt, the debt you owe
      You owe it to sorrow and sorrow you owe
      For when we're down the ship is all you've ever known
      You go to glamor for the glamor but it's never your own, so alone

      There's blood on my shoes
      Nobody knows
      Because of you

      Where did you go?
      Where did you go?
      Nobody knows
      Where did you go?

      With our cock-eyed wistful vision we're oblivious
      To all the hell we've raised, baby, that's how it should stay
      When we don't feel change or pain or hate or love
      We're going to reach for the sedative but it's never enough

      For our fake, fake spirit and our masquerade
      We have so many colors but still we dwell in the shade
      I play the pugilist, the apathist in so many ways
      It's always tomorrow or never, forever and a day, so alone

      There's blood on my shoes
      Nobody knows
      Because of you

      Where did you go?
      Where did you go?
      Nobody knows
      Where did you go?

      SONGWRITERS:
      ROSSOMANDO, ANTHONY / POWELL, GARY / HAMMOND, DAVID / BARAT, CARL
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