| Song | Warm Blooded |
| Artist | Despised Icon |
| Album | The Healing Process |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| It's been seven nights since my latest craving. | |
| An urge so compelling, it consumes my every thought. | |
| Drawn by the glare of your flaming lips, | |
| fascinated by the way your touch turns everything to ashes. | |
| The buildings I've burned can no longer satisfy this tragic attraction. | |
| I must strike once more tonight. | |
| These callous hands have tamed the forbidden flame. | |
| Awaiting culmination, I anticipate our final celebration. | |
| Introduce yourself gently to Jennifer. | |
| I've kept you both apart all this time. | |
| Ignited by your awkward presence, she begins to dance. | |
| Consternation is so elegant. | |
| You can see the fever in her eyes. | |
| The smell of burning blonde hair pervades my heart with lust. | |
| Thick black smoke fills the room as her skin darkens. | |
| Fire suits you well. | |
| Blazing kerosene has veiled the lovely expression on her face. | |
| Brûlée, elle s'éteint à petit feu. | |
| Seduced by Jennie's singed eyebrows, | |
| I lay down next to her heated corpse. | |
| Awaiting the same fate. | |
| As my blood starts to boil, I seek redemption. | |
| Please incinerate my sins. | |
| My flesh is slowly burning. | |
| I grin as my remains deteriorate. | |
| At last, I can savor the wrath of your flames. | |
| Witness my decline. |
| It' s been seven nights since my latest craving. | |
| An urge so compelling, it consumes my every thought. | |
| Drawn by the glare of your flaming lips, | |
| fascinated by the way your touch turns everything to ashes. | |
| The buildings I' ve burned can no longer satisfy this tragic attraction. | |
| I must strike once more tonight. | |
| These callous hands have tamed the forbidden flame. | |
| Awaiting culmination, I anticipate our final celebration. | |
| Introduce yourself gently to Jennifer. | |
| I' ve kept you both apart all this time. | |
| Ignited by your awkward presence, she begins to dance. | |
| Consternation is so elegant. | |
| You can see the fever in her eyes. | |
| The smell of burning blonde hair pervades my heart with lust. | |
| Thick black smoke fills the room as her skin darkens. | |
| Fire suits you well. | |
| Blazing kerosene has veiled the lovely expression on her face. | |
| Br le e, elle s'e teint a petit feu. | |
| Seduced by Jennie' s singed eyebrows, | |
| I lay down next to her heated corpse. | |
| Awaiting the same fate. | |
| As my blood starts to boil, I seek redemption. | |
| Please incinerate my sins. | |
| My flesh is slowly burning. | |
| I grin as my remains deteriorate. | |
| At last, I can savor the wrath of your flames. | |
| Witness my decline. |
| It' s been seven nights since my latest craving. | |
| An urge so compelling, it consumes my every thought. | |
| Drawn by the glare of your flaming lips, | |
| fascinated by the way your touch turns everything to ashes. | |
| The buildings I' ve burned can no longer satisfy this tragic attraction. | |
| I must strike once more tonight. | |
| These callous hands have tamed the forbidden flame. | |
| Awaiting culmination, I anticipate our final celebration. | |
| Introduce yourself gently to Jennifer. | |
| I' ve kept you both apart all this time. | |
| Ignited by your awkward presence, she begins to dance. | |
| Consternation is so elegant. | |
| You can see the fever in her eyes. | |
| The smell of burning blonde hair pervades my heart with lust. | |
| Thick black smoke fills the room as her skin darkens. | |
| Fire suits you well. | |
| Blazing kerosene has veiled the lovely expression on her face. | |
| Br lé e, elle s'é teint à petit feu. | |
| Seduced by Jennie' s singed eyebrows, | |
| I lay down next to her heated corpse. | |
| Awaiting the same fate. | |
| As my blood starts to boil, I seek redemption. | |
| Please incinerate my sins. | |
| My flesh is slowly burning. | |
| I grin as my remains deteriorate. | |
| At last, I can savor the wrath of your flames. | |
| Witness my decline. |