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6 AM, Christmas morning, no shadows, no reflections here, lie cheek to cheek in your cold embrace. it started so tragic as a slaughterhouse, she pressed the knife against your heart, and say that 'i love you' so much you must kill me now. i love you so much you must kill me now. if i was your vampire, slim as the moon, instead of killing time, well have each other till the sun. if i was your vampire, death waits for no one. put my hands across your face, because i think our time has come. digging your smile apart with my spade tongue, and the hole is where the heart is, we built this tomb together, i will fill it alone. beyond the pale, everythings black no turning back. if i was your vampire, slim as the moon, instead of killing time, well have each other till the sun. if i was your vampire, death waits for no one. put my hands across your face, because i think our time has come. blood stained sheets in the shape of your heart, this is where it starts, this is where it will end, here comes the moon again. six nineteen and i know im ready. drive me off the mountain, youll Burn and ill eat your ashes. impossible we're seducing our corpse. if i was your vampire, slim as the moon, instead of killing time, well have each other till the sun. if i was your vampire, death waits for no one. put my hands across your face, because i think our time has come. this is where it starts, this is where it will end, here comes the moon again.
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