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- Composer:
- Auguste Arthur Bondy Iv
 
- Tags:
- beautiful
- best song ever
- nice
 
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Verbena - Hot Blood lyrics
With hand on the mouth, it's hard to speak
 Never wanted sound street
 Did you ever care
 I never understand
 And feeling like it's this or that
 But someone else is bound to crack
 At the Summers Inn
 I never understand
 I got it cold, never old
 Can't you mix it with your hot blood
 Summer sheets, it never beats
 Can't you mix it with your hot blood
 Somehow the sun has taken hold
 And all the black is turning gold
 Does it ever feel
 I'm not afraid to feel
 Swimming in this pool of sand
 Swear you found a sturdy band
 All the good is bad
 And I'm my biggest fan
 Got it cold, never old
 Can't you mix it with your hot bloodVerbena - Hot Blood - http://motolyrics.com/verbena/hot-blood-lyrics.html
 Summer sheets, it never beats
 Can't you mix it with your hot blood
 With hand to mouth it's hard to speak
 Now you can't pull free
 Just keep wishing it
 I always understand
 And feeling like it's this or that
 But someone else is bound to crack
 At the summers inn
 I never understand
 I got it cold, never old
 Can't you mix it with your hot blood
 And summer sheets and nothing beats
 Can't you mix it with your hot blood
 At the Summers Inn
 At the Summers Inn
 At the Summers Inn
 At the Summers Inn
 At the Summers Inn
 At the Summers Inn
 At the Summers Inn
 At the Summers Inn













