She's pale as an angel floating out over her skin Where lonely never stays that is where I found my prey Maybe she's sick, sick like me We are alone, bound to the unknown Fangs in the fashion of reflection It's fiendish work to make you remember But your pulsing throat is all my pleasure Baby you're sick, sick like me Blood drunk and forever thirsty Sick like our crimes against the skin With this bite the curse is a blessing Tempting fate in the dark of night The curse is a blessing with this bite Maybe she's sick, sick like me Where everything is never how it will always be That is where you'll find me Blood thirstyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
