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Touch the lips
Cast the shadow lets kickstart the eclipse
Give into what I will never forget
The sin of lust at my fingertips
The scent of cries in the distant
Can we be certain that this is real
Can we deny what we cannot feel
To salivate for the last meal
Give me Give me Give me Give me the death
Give me Give me Give me Give me the kiss
Give me Give me Give me the violence
Give me Give me Razorblade Sex
Back in style with a suicide
Dont complain Im alive
Its the drugs and the stars flowing through my mind
Maybe the sun is still stalling from the break of the night
Taking the eyes of the maker
Give me Give me Give me Give me the death
Give me Give me Give me Give me the kiss
Give me Give me Give me the violence
Give me Give me Razorblade Sex