Blood Sport

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    I want to roll the numbers
    I want to feel my stars align again
    Even if the earth breaks like burnt skin
    And the heavens just won't open up for me
    Would you invite me in again?
    Won't you pay for your arrogance?
    Won't you show me your weakness?

    I made loving you a blood sport
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I can't win
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I can't win, so let's play

    And somewhere, somewhere the atoms stopped fusing
    I'm still your favorite regret
    You're still my weapon of choosing
    And out there, stuck in a quantum pattern
    Tangled with what I never said, you say it doesn't matter

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    I want to be forgiven
    I want to choke up chunks of my own sins
    Even if the sky cracks in mourning
    And the heavens just won't open up for me
    Would you invite me in again?
    Let me pay for my arrogance?
    Won't you show me your weakness?

    I made loving you a blood sport
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I can't win
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I made loving you a blood sport
    I can't win

    And somewhere, somewhere the atoms stopped fusing
    I'm still your favorite regret
    You're still my weapon of choosing
    And out there, stuck in a quantum pattern
    Tangled with what I never said, you say it doesn't matter

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    Composition: Leo Faulkner and Adam Pedder

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