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Text písně Pumping Blood

Pumping blood
Pumping blood


If I pump out blood in the sunshine
Oil on the wheel
That is blasted and busted away


A nail or a little piece of glass
A little piece of glass 
A little piece of glass
Swarming like bees over the air
Off the pump off the thing
The blood that I´m pumping away


Like bees over the air
Off the pump
Off the thing
The blood that I´m pumping away


Off the pump
Off the thing
The blood that I´m pumping away


If I pump blood in the sunshine
And you wear a leather box with azaleas
And I pump more blood
And it seeps through my skin
Will you adore the river?
The stream, the trickle 
The tributary of my heart?


As I pump more blood
And it seeps through my skin 
Will you adore the river?
The stream, the trickle
The tributary of my heart?


If I´m pumping blood
Like a common state worker
If I waggle my ass like a dark prostitute
Would you think less of me?


And my coagulating heart


Waggle my ass like a dark prostitute
Coagulating heart
Pumping blood


Would you top me off?
Would you top me off as I deepen a curtsy?
While you yell out : ,,Mercy"
We grow apart
Would you rip and cut me?


Use a knife on me


Be shocked at the boldness
The coldness of this little heart
Tied up in leather
Would you take the measure
Of the blood that I pump
In the manic confusion of love
Supreme violation
Supreme violation
,,Oh, ah, ah, ah Jack I beseech you"
,,Oh Jack I beseech you"
Supreme violation


Blood in the foyer
The bathroom
The tea room
The kitchen, with her knives splayed


I will swallow your sharpest cutter
Like a colored man´s dick


Blood spurting from me
,,Oh Jack, Jack I beseech..."
,,Jack, I beseech you...I beseech..."
In the end it was an ordinary heart


,,Oh Jack I beseech you"
As I scream out my pain
In the end it was an ordinary heart


In the end, in the end, in the end
It was an ordinary heart


,,Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you"
Supreme violation...Oh


,,Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you
I call out your name"


Blood in the foyer, the bathroom
The tea room, the kitchen
And knives splayed


I swallow your sharpest cutter
Like a colored man´s dick
Blood spurting from me
Blood spurting from me


,,Oh Jack"
,,Oh Jack, I beseech you"
In the end it was an ordinary heart


In the end it was an ordinary heart
Pumping blood

					

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