i want to drink your blood

Breaking all your bones like sticks and stones
The life falls out with the pale blue tones
I'm the king of the night, I'm a thousand years old
With the blinds pulled tight, 'cause I like it real cold

So take your hands and put 'em in mine
'Cause baby, my love, it feels like dying

And I'm not sorry for the things I've done
And I'm not sorry for the things I've said
So maybe one day you'll understand
So tell me, tell me, tell me if you think you can
I do it every time with you in mind
I do it, do it, do it to you all the time

So take your cold hands and put them in mine
'Cause baby, my love, it feels like
Feels like dying (dying, dying)

'Cause baby, my love, it feels like dying



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Van Cil
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