| I went looking for blood
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| And they’re giving me bone
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| And I wanted a map
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| I got directions back home
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| I went looking for knives
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| And they’re giving me blooms
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| I went looking for knives
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| And I was looking for you
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| And I wanted a race
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| And I got a parade
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| Then they gave me a picture
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| of the mess I’d make
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| I went looking for knives
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| And they’re giving me blooms
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| I went looking for knives
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| And I was looking for you
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| I was working for dollars
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| But they’re giving me dimes
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| And I wanted a rush
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| But they’re giving me time
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| I went looking for knives
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| And they’re giving me blooms
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| I went looking for knives
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| And I was looking for you
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| I went looking for body
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| But they’re giving me thin
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| I was hoping to sail though
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| But they’re making me swim
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| I went looking for knives
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| And they’re giving me blooms
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| I went looking for knives
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| And I was looking for you
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| I went looking for waking
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| But they’re giving me dream
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| And I wanted the night
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| But they’re making me sleep
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| I went looking for knives
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| And they’re giving me blooms
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| I went looking for knives
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| And I was looking for you
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| I went looking for power
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| But they’re giving me heart
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| And I wanted an ending
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| But they’re giving me start
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| I went looking for knives
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| And they’re giving me blooms
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| I went looking for knives
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| And I was looking for you |