Vampire Lover

Lesbian Bed Death

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    I feel your fingers entwined in my soul
    At your core, a black hole
    A slice of life, gone in the night
    An hours’ life, a darkness so divine
    I breathe you in, inhale so deep
    Your skin is cold, I dare not speak
    Your nails graze across my neck
    A lasting memory of the night we met
    I close my eyes in anticipation
    You’re the driving force that keeps me waiting

    I am at your mercy, I’m at your whim
    Sink your teeth into my skin
    I am at your mercy, I’m at your whim
    Sink your teeth into my skin

    You call my name and I hear
    My vampire lover
    You bleed me dry, leave me weak
    My vampire lover
    You never give what I need
    My vampire lover
    Close the door as you leave
    My vampire lover

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    The midnight moonlight casts shadows on my wall
    I hear vixens howl, or could it be the werewolves’ call?
    I’m bound and I’m gagged
    I’m aroused by your maniacal laugh
    You’re casting spells left, right, and center
    You think I’m yours for now and forever
    For now I’m under your spell
    I won’t be a tortured soul in my own Hell
    Gone is the need for me to be weak and corrupted by your ecstasy

    I am at your mercy, I’m at your whim
    Sink your teeth into my skin

    You call my name and I hear
    My vampire lover
    You bleed me dry, leave me weak
    My vampire lover
    You never give what I need
    My vampire lover
    Close the door as you leave
    My vampire lover

    You call my name and I hear
    My vampire lover
    You bleed me dry, leave me weak
    My vampire lover
    You never give what I need
    My vampire lover
    Close the door as you leave
    My vampire lover
    You call my name and I hear
    My vampire lover
    You bleed me dry, leave me weak
    My vampire lover
    You never give what I need
    My vampire lover
    Close the door as you leave
    My vampire lover

    Twisted care, lies, and deceit
    An emotional punch bag you cannot defeat
    Psychotic, neurotic, always chaotic
    Your poisonous spirit leaves me catatonic
    What was great has become a curse
    You are not the center of my universe
    You try to control everything I do
    I can’t wait to get fucking rid of you
    No more mercy, no more whim
    You’re but puncture wounds in my skin

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    Composición: Peach, Allister, Webb y Groombridge

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