Food for blood

A bare vocals-guitar arrangement for this introspective, brooding song from the Eleven Complaints album by Kastadyne.


LYRICS

Food for blood
By Kastadyne

CHORUS

Food for blood
Blood for money
Funny how the sun shines
For everybody

VERSE

Doctor, doctor, I got a problem
My brain is dead & yet I’m talking
Why wont u cure me? Are u 2 scared?
Are u afraid I may be dead?
This problem is not of physical kind
This problem seems to dwell inside my mind
This problem is what keeps me crying
Some of us call this problem life

CHORUS

Food for blood
Blood for money
Funny how the sun shines
For everybody


VERSE
Help me, help me, I’m absurd
My conscience seems so unheard
Why’d u leave me bleedin’ on this bed?
I’d be cured, that’s what u said.
Cure me quickly, I’m running out of time
You said that you’d help me but now I’m dying.
Life’s just a game played by denial
Look at me now, I’m just sighing.

CHORUS

Food for blood
Blood for money
Funny how the sun shines for everybody


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