Artist: Matduke Feat. Veela
Title: Bloodlip (Original Mix)
Album: Bloodlip EP
Label: Monstercat
Catalog №: MCS005
Style: Progressive Electro
Release Date: 25 April 2012
Released on: [bad word] Quality: 320 kbps

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Lyrics:
Our boots hit the ground and
They scatter away
They fall all around like
They've made a mistake
And what have we done to
Keep up the charade?
Can never go home,
We're all one and the same
We get off our horses
Of metal and shame
Step over the masses
Who whisper our name
Restrain all our voices
And swallow the pain
Deadly and gorgeous [bad word] through [bad word] for you.

I'm Penn,
You might think I'm sweet
I've got a secret so cold and hard to keep
Nobody knows where to find my family
They've gone missing
And it's because of me
And like Ace,
I've got nowhere to sleep
So we roam on the road with the other three
Feeling old and alone though we're 
Young and free
Nowhere to go and no home
'Cause they're scared of me

Listen, Miss Vixen
To your cold heart knocking
It's your heart blocking and - 
Scarlett, you're fixing
All the holes where life should be
What do your eyes see?
 [bad word]  we are vicious
Though we never intended to be malicious [bad word]  we're all in this
Ban out the boring and repetitious
Yes, we're suspicious
So we leave no trace when our job is finished
We are listless
As we tear away

Heavy gets the leather
The blur of cities
Together
We've fought wars in our heads
So many more
Were real casualties
Bring us at ease
Just another way to go
None of us have any goals
No need to be wealthy or recover our time
'Cause Bloodlip flies
In their own skies
 [bad word]  we are vicious
Though we never intended to be malicious [bad word]  we're all in this
Ban out the boring and repetitious
Yes, we're suspicious
So we leave no trace when our job is finished
We are listless
As we tear away

Our boots hit the ground and
They scatter away
They fall all around like
They've made a mistake
And what have we done to
Keep up the charade?
Can never go home,
We're all one and the same
We get off our horses
Of metal and shame
Step over the masses
Who whisper our name
Restrain all our voices
And swallow the pain
Deadly and gorgeous [bad word] through [bad word] for you.