Clouds - 4 P.M. Lyrics
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4 P.M.
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What Are The Lyrics For 4 P.M. By Clouds?
I'm a bitter, twisted soul
With my hand behind my back I feel my shiny silver blade Love on my right hand Hate on my left hand God at my command But they don't understand I got blood on my hands So much blood on my hands I got your blood on my hands All the work I tried to do Is in essence what the Good Book says It's true I say to you Let the judgment begin Punish them for their sin Let the sun shine in Good over evil we will win I got blood on my hands So much blood on my hands I 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 I got blood on my hands So much blood on my hands I got your blood on my hands I got your blood on my hands I need your blood on my hands |
Who Wrote 4 P.M. By Clouds?
Jodi Phillis
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