Blood flows back and back and back and back
Like a river from a secret source
I feel the wild in me, I pitch my camp
At the fork where knowledge meets remorse
Women singing me that song from the ancient choir
I just open my mouth and what comes out
Gives me the chills
I got my song from a secret place
I got my face from Billy from the Hills
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the pink is pretty awesome. a lot like billy from the hills.
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