歌词：
The Living End Blood On Your Hands

You got blood on your hands Can you hear me? We don't wanna listen it's a waste of time Are you for real? You got blood on your hands Can we be set free

better You got blood on your hands Can you hear me? We don't wanna listen it's a waste of time Are you for real? You got blood on your hands Can we be

your existence Like a disease spreading death, erasing your existence Like a disease spreading death, erasing your existence Satan's hand begins the end

And can't nobody stop it Unless your game's weak So player don't sleep The streets crawl with ill niggas on the block Goin' hand in hand, leanin' in

, see how fast we slash your ass. You wanna rumble? I'm sick of bein' humble, give ya everything you come here for, so come on, ho. Sawed-off, slim, it

downtown, your momma's all free Your house is sugar, layin' with your wife and your seed Yes indeed, Big Bun is on a home invasion You gon' bleed on

I'm sittin' here Rolling up a swisha banging Nate Dogg Pulling on this 8ball contemplating suicide (Hold Up) Tryna smoke the pain away Hand on the dessert

funny so don't you dare laugh It's just what comes to pass when you sell your ass Life is more than what your hands can grasp Good Night! (kids talking

and these days seem like the definition of real done changed like today it's cool to drop salt on your partners name it's cool to shake your homies hand