Xentrix - Bad Blood

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Stinging sensation, a bad combination
Tearing at each other all the time
A need for aggression, a way of expression
Where is the reason for the crime?
Bonded by hatred, sentenced to endless toil and strife
Waiting for the time, to take away your life
A fist full of fury, no judge and no jury
There is a time and there’s a place
A rightful decision with perfect precision
I think it’s time to end the human race
Bonded by Hatred…
It infects me, it annoys me
It destroys me
There’s no reason for this treason
Or what you’ve done
Bad Blood
Bad Blood
Bad Blood
Bad Blood
It infects me…
Bad Blood…