Sip my blood
Till there's no blood
Left to spill
From my neck.
I'm embraced by
A concealed grip
I welcomed in my arms.
In my arms.
In my arms.
Bruised by your love,
Burned by your kiss,
Is this true love?
Is this true love?
(Young Blood spills tonight
This time the victim is you.
Poison lips are the ones you kiss.
I swear my love for you was true..
Young Blood spills)
Now here I sing
My deadly lullaby
Now here I sing
My deadly lullaby
Now here I sing
To hypnotize your body
We bled that night till drained.
You drank me dry I did the same.
We'll bleed the night till drained; this cold.
We bled that night till drained.
You drank me dry I did the same.
We'll bleed the night till drained; this cold
This cold night.
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