| Awoke in darkness, my trembling hands are scarred
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| A brown crust on my fingernails
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| A sudden pain in my back reminds me of my dream last night
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| I’m close to you and take your hand
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| You trust in me but I wouldn’t feel safe
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| A vampire’s heart can’t abstain from loving you to death
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| The marks on my wrist make me shiver
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| When I went to bed they weren’t there
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| My shirt’s torn apart, dried blood adorns the sleeves
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| I’m feeling empty inside
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| Murders at night
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| I freeze to death again
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| The urge will be victorious again
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| I’m burning once again
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| The figures of disguise
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| I freeze to death again
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| The urge will be victorious again
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| I’m burning once again
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| The figures of disguise
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| What happened last night? |
| I can’t remember
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| What have I done when I thought I’m asleep?
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| The wounds burn, a light wind brings relief — an irony
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| I look into your eyes, embrace your neck
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| A graceful sight, I’m choking more and more
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| Your fingernails furrow my skin
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| I smile — suddenly you are still
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| My desperation never comes to an end
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| I wash my hands and I’m mirrored
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| The shapeless face on my body smiles at me
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| My victim of last night
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| I freeze to death again
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| The urge will be victorious again
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| I’m burning once again
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| The figures of disguise
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| I freeze to death again
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| The urge will be victorious again
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| I’m burning once again
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| The figures of disguise
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| I freeze to death again
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| The urge will be victorious again
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| I’m burning once again
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| The figures of disguise
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| I freeze to death again
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| The urge will be victorious again
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| I’m burning once again
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| The figures of disguise |