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Blood Type

It’s such a warm place
But out on the streets, where they’re waiting for our footsteps.
Star dusted boots - sparkle and shine.
Upholstered armchair, checkered and plaid,
And trigger untouched in time.
Oh what a sunny day - in glittering dreams.
 
My blood type - is marked on my sleeve,
My ordinal number - is pressed on the sleeve,
Wish me now some luck in the fight, saying now that:
That I won’t stay in this field of green
I won’t stay in this grass,
Wish me now to be lucky,
Saying now - saying be lucky!
 
And I'm able to pay, but I never want
a victory at any cost.
And I never want someone's chest pressed into my boot.
And I'd rather stay here with you,
I just wanted to stay here with you,
But a star that’s high in the sky still gives me the route.
 
My blood type mark - is on my sleeve,
My ordinal number - is pressed on my sleeve,
Wish me now some luck in the fight, saying now, saying:
That I won’t stay in this field of green,
That I wont stay in this field of green.
Wish me now to be lucky,
So wish me now - be lucky!
 
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