4pm Lyrics & Chords By Clouds

I'm a bitter twisted soul
With my hands behind my back
I feel my shiny silver blade
Love on my right hand
Hate on my right hand
God at my command
But they don't understand
Why I've got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my hands
All the work I try to do
Is in essence what the good books
Says is true, I say to you
Let the judgement begin
Punish them for their sin
Let the sun shine in
Good over evil will win
Because I've got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my great hands
I've got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my hands
It's four in the afternoon
And you're looking like a whore
Made up in blue
You're gonna learn
See the look in my eye
Better not start to cry
You know the reason why
You're gonna have to die
Because I've got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my big hands
I've got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my hands
I need your blood on my hands