Bear Hands

Oh I'm not sure I never see you on that avalanche I know it's written in the fire along with all the other things That dragged you far to foreign lands Away from my open hands Oh I never let you down I never see you around here So what the fuck do you want, besides sucking my blood Just to taste the real, just to feel you're real I'm not sure your words are covered in analogies I wish you'd spell it out so I don't have to play the fool What did you find yourself in foreign lands That sounds like bullshit I understand Oh I never let you down I never see you around here So what the fuck do you want besides sucking my blood Just to taste the real, just to feel you're real Oh I never let you down I never see you around here So what the fuck do you want besides sucking my blood Just to taste the real, just to feel you're real

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