| Age is beauty, bewildered young
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| Sharp dressed man with the silver tongue
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| When all’s been said and done I’m hopin
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| We’ll sleep all day with one eye open
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| Combined operations, joint task force
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| A branch, a wild rose and one black horse
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| Sapphire eyes. |
| (French)
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| Strange how the angel of death plays a harp
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| Nails and teeth are razor sharp
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| Days on end the hardest part
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| The shiniest eyes and the darkest heart
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| Dead of night, stronger, younger
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| Beyond the pale in bright red hunger
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| We’ve got all night so take your time
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| One deep kiss and I’ll make you mine
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| I’ll make you mine I’ll make you mine.
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| Freezing cold untraceable curse
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| The agony of an insatiable thirst
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| Endless love and hunting down time
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| Blood from your throat running down mine.
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| A hundred times I’ve begged the question
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| A hundred times forsake discretion
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| A hundred times I make suggestions
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| A hundred times I take possession
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| A hundred times I’ve begged the question
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| A hundred times forsake discretion
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| A hundred times I make suggestions
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| A hundred times I take possession |