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Warn your warmth to turn away Here It's December,everyday Press your lips to the sculptures And surely you'll stay (love like winter) For of sugar and ice...I am made, I am made It's in the blood,It's in the blood I met my love,before I was born He wanted love,I taste of blood He bit my lip,and drank my war From years before,from years before She exhales vanilla lace I barely dreamt her yesterday(yesterday)... Read the lines in the mirror through the lipstick trace: "Por Siempre." She said,"It seems you're somewhere,faraway." To his face. It's in the blood,It's in the blood I met my love,before I was born She wanted love,I taste of blood She bit my lip,and drank my war From years before,from years before Love like winter...Oh...Oh... Love like winter...winter...3...4.. It's in the blood,It's in the blood I met my love,before I was born She wanted love,I taste of blood She bit lip,and drank my war From years before,from years before
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