Dummies...? !

It chills my blood.

His blood is my blood.

Personally, I'm type O.

Doing what?

Ah, my blood pressure!

Ah, my blood pressure's up.

They run in my blood.

My cholesterol levels are high.

My cholesterol levels are high.

My blood now flows through her veins.

The theater's in my blood.

That makes my American blood boil!

My blood is no redder than yours.

Is that my blood or spring? Both are in green.

She's like me, Scarlett.

My blood ain't as strong as it used to be.

Giving other people my blood? I'm not letting anybody drink my blood.

You are in my blood and my veins.

My blood is flowing in my hands right now. Right now their rule is slipping.

Buzz! I got a hum in my blood, and I feel as if I'd swallowed a bee.

This paper is your skin. This ink is my blood.

Earth, don't cover my blood. Let my cry have no place to rest.

He who eats my flesh and drinks my blood lives in me, and I in him.

O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.

He that eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, dwelleth in me, and I in him.

Then the anger in me was hotblooded, General, like you said.

Alcohol was in my blood before I realized it.

Well, we detected 113 different compounds in my blood.

And if I ever had residue of heroin, they would mail the letter away.

I gave her three transfusions. We had the same type blood type O.

He said to them, This is my blood of the new covenant, which is poured out for many.

He who eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day.

And he said unto them, This is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many.

Whoso eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, hath eternal life and I will raise him up at the last day.

I took my blood before and after, and I had a huge spike of oxytocin.

And I remember putting my hands on the ground and feeling my life's blood emptying out of my neck and my mouth.

And that is true, for now, wherever I am, some of my blood is with you and some of yours with me.

And I remember putting my hands on the ground and feeling my life's blood emptying out of my neck and my mouth.

What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

for this is my blood of the new covenant, which is poured out for many for the remission of sins.

What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

For this is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many for the remission of sins.

But cars are really more than a passion of mine they're quite literally in my blood.

Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks, With thy black mantle till strange love, grown bold,