Bad Blood

Bad blood
You can't hide from where you come from
It's in your veins and in your heart

Bad blood blame your mother for every
Shadow you're afraid of
The burning urge to flee, well, that's on me

Your poor grandfather's so painfully shy
He couldn't leave the house
Without a tall one
Your dumb grandmother suffered by his side
She'd rather live in hell than die alone

I hope those odd appendages
Eventually fall off as you grow
Bad blood, bad luck

But apples and trees meant nothing to me
Just fruit foliage but now I see me
In everything you don't say

Bad blood
Hereditary mob you can't run away from
(Trust me, I've tried)
You're better off holding your
Freak flag high

There's no time