Drawn to the Blood - Sufjan Stevens

Tell me if you caught my lie My heart's not true Tell me if we're on the line Are we through? Tell me if you're in my life Don't go Baby are we on the line? Are we through? Baby are we on the line? Tell me baby, are you mine? Is our love on the line? Tell me baby, are you mine? Look and tell me what I'd find Tell me baby, are you mine? My heart's not true Are we through, oh? Don't go Are we through, oh? Tell me if you got my line (Oh) Tell me if we're on the line Are we through, oh? Tell me if you're in my life Don't go Baby are we on the line? Baby are we on the line? Tell me baby, are you mine? Is our love on the line? Tell me baby, are you mine? Look and tell me what I'd find Tell me baby, are you mine? Tell me baby, are you mine? Tell me baby, are you mine? So baby, is it all you got? Baby are we on the line? So baby, is it all you got? Tell me baby, are you mine? So baby, is it all you got? Is our love on the line? So baby, is it all you got? Tell me baby, are you mine? So baby, is it all you got? Look and tell me what I'd find So baby, is it all you got? Tell me baby, are you mine? So baby, is it all you got? Tell me baby, are you mine? So baby, is it all you got? Tell me baby, are you mine?

They gave lil China 25 for them thangs, nigga They walk up on you, give it to your friends, nigga They walk up on you, give it to you, see your friends, nigga Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro We've been at the laundromat all day We've been washin' money... all day I heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot We've been at the laundromat all day We've been washin' money... all day Heard the police lookin' for me cause I got that blood money It got blood on that money and I still count it They got blood on the money and I still count it I can't help the way I'm raised up That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up 28 grams, I serve it on the porch I just seent 'em merch, they ran off in my house The homicide unit come into the house My cousin murked a nigga and he just got out I hang with all the killers and the robbers I pour me up some drank, say "Fuck my problems" My hood, they treat me like I'm El Chapo I keep that dog food like I'm Rilo I had the warrant in Clayco and beat the case Man I'm fresh as hell, bitch, Easter day All my ghetto tactics I'm above average I've been so in tune, man I've been so ambitious Grab another Fanta, let me fill it up If they ain't make the channel, you ain't built like us The Federales fuckin' with my nigga Ty It's Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga die I feel I'm walkin' through Hell I swear to God I'll never tell They try to give a nigga the chair I tell my mama, "Wish me well" They got blood on the money and I still count it They got blood on the money and I still count it They got girl on the money and I still count it They got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it I know the devil is real, I know the devil is real I take a dose of them pills and I get real low in the field I'll fly to LA today, and I live so high in the Hills I share the mansion with goonies, I shared the bitch with a goonie I took the mack I'm a [?] niggas ain't slippin', we got 'em I took the pack out to Paris, me and that money got married Me and the molly got married Devoted in everything, my niggas mean everything We're 5 deep inside a Chevy Yeah we tryna get it Ask me do I know how to whip it Fuck the witness It got blood on the money and I still count it They got blood on the money and I still count it I can't help the way I'm raised up That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up She put me off and it was ugly I made a million dollars, say she love me The way she did me, it destroyed me I kept it real with lil' shorty I've been goin' bar for bar, these niggas know what's poppin' with me I can go from car to car, these bitches quarter million at least Two thousand for the shoes, I keep some shit on my feet I'm prolly in the mood to fuck your bitch on the beach I dropped out of school and I get money like Meech Send a junkie, send a driver just to get somethin' to eat You see how things change? I came from cocaine It got blood on the money and I still count it They got blood on the money and I still count it I can't help the way I'm raised up That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can't give it up I hang with all the killers and the robbers I pour me up a drink, say "Fuck my problems" The federales fuckin' with my nigga Ty It's Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga die I heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot Heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood They got girls on the money and I still count it They got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it

Strange fruit, hanging, from the poplar trees (Blood on the leaves) I just need to clear my mind now It's been racin' since the summertime And I'm holdin' down the summer now And all I want is what I can't buy now 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah I told you to wait So I'mma need a little more time now 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah, I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin' me All want somethin' out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We could've been somebody Thought you'd be different 'bout it Now I know you not it (I'm the poplar trees) So let's get on with it We could've been somebody 'Stead you had to tell somebody Let's take it back to the first party When you tried your first molly And came out of your body And came out of your body Running naked down the lobby And you was screamin' that you love me Before the limelight tore ya' Before the limelight stole ya' Remember we were so young When I would hold you Before the blood on the leaves I know there ain't wrong with me Something strange is happening You could've been somebody We could've ugh, we could've been somebody Or was it on the first party When we tried our first molly And came out of our body And came out of our body Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon' lie to the lawyer? It's like I don't even know ya I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas I ride with my niggas, I'll die for my... To all my second string bitches, try and get a baby Trying to get a baby, now you talkin' crazy I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay-Z He ain't with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin' lazy She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side Gotta keep 'em separated, I call that apartheid Then she said she impregnated, that's the night your heart died Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that That going to that owing money that the court got All in on that alimony, uh, yeah-yeah, she got you homie 'Til death but do your part, unholy matrimony Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze, breeze Strange fruit, fruit from the Poplar trees, from the Poplar trees That summer night holding long and long, 'din long No waiting for the summer rose and (breathe) And breathe and breathe And breathe and breathe And breathe and breathe And live and learn And live and learn And living and living like I'm lonely Lonely, lonely And living all I have And living all And live And live (Blood on the leaves) Breeze, breeze

She got your number, ah She know your game, ah She put you under, ah It's so insane, ah Since you seduced her, ah How does it feel? Ah To know that woman, ah Is out to kill Every night stance is like taking a chance It's not about love and romance And now you're going to get it Ah, every hot man is out taking a chance It's not about love and romance And now you do regret it To escape the world, I've got to enjoy that simple dance And it seemed that everything was on my side (blood on my side) She seemed sincere like it was love and true romance And now she's out to get me But I just can't take it Just can't break it Susie got your number and Susie ain't your friend Look who took you under with seven inches in Blood is on the dance floor, blood is on the knife Susie's got your number and Susie says it's right She got your number, ah How does it feel? Ah To know this stranger, ah Is about to kill, ah She got yo' baby, ah It happened fast, ah If you could only, ah Erase the past (ah) Every night stance is like taking chances (ah) It's not about love and romance And now you're going to get it Ah, every hot man is out taking a chance It's not about love and romance And now you do regret it To escape the world, I got to enjoy this simple dance And it seemed that everything was on my side (blood on my side) It seemed sincere like it was love and true romance And now she's out to get me But I just can't take it Just can't break it Susie got your number and Susie ain't your friend Look who took you under with seven inches in Blood is on the dance floor, blood is on the knife Susie got your number, you know Susie says it's right (woo-hoo) Susie's got your number Susie ain't your friend (ah, it's goin' down, baby) Look who took you under, she put seven inches in Blood is on the dance floor, blood is on the knife (it's goin' down, baby) Susie's got your number (ah) Susie says it's right It was blood on the dance floor (blood on the dance floor) It was blood on the dance floor (blood on the dance floor) It was blood on the dance floor (blood on the dance floor) It was blood on the dance floor (blood on the dance floor) And I just can't take it (the girl won't break it) Hoo!

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour