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Girl, you are used like the glow of the sunrise. |
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But don't you look cute with that dress off? |
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My eyes were so consumed; |
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I must have been confused |
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Because I swore you were a vampire |
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When that light hit your disguise. |
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You bit my neck. I bit your thighs. |
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Let's start over. |
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I heard all about you last night |
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On the front page and the headlines. |
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There's this fire in her eyes |
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That my tongue can't deny. |
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Pull her dark hair aside; |
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Lay her on the mosaic tile. |
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Is there something wrong here? |
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Hell no. Just kick the door closed. |
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Blood lust begins; |
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Blood lust must end come daylight. |
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Just close your eyes, know that you can't let |
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That light inside. |
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My stomach is sick. I can't feel my legs. |
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And I've got a mouth full of fucking fangs. |
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A steamer trunk of things: |
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A photograph of you and me, |
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Locking lips, touching hips. |
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Who would have thought |
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It would come down to this? |
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Who the hell are we? A person, a place or a thing? |
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Well I don't know but I just hope |
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That I can hide inside this shadow. |