| He looked like a young man
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| But his eyes were old
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| He touched me gently
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| But his hands were cold
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| My hands are cold
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| His voice was calm
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| But he was hunting for prey
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| I started feeling dizzy
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| And he watched me sway
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| I watched you sway
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| He stared at me with eyes black as coal
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| The man who swallowed my soul
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| The morning air
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| And the sunlight he stole
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| The man who swallowed my soul
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| He kissed my cheeks
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| My eyebrows, my neck
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| I followed him blindly
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| There was no turning back
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| There’s no turning back
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| He sucked the lifeblood
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| Out of my veins
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| Left me and my nightgown
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| Covered with stains
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| Covered with stains
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| He said his kiss would make me whole
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| The man who swallowed my soul
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| The breath of life
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| From my lips he stole
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| The man who swallowed my soul
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| He stared at me with eyes black as coal
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| The man who swallowed my soul
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| The morning air
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| And the sunlight he stole
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| The man who swallowed my soul
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| He said his kiss would make me whole
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| The man who swallowed my soul
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| The breath of life
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| From my lips he stole
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| The man who swallowed my soul
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| The man who swallowed my soul |