Оригинальный текст песни Bloodlines
Tastes like this have high demand
Only the best for the damned
With the blood, have a chase
Not so bad the aftertaste
You'll feel the thirst when its flowing
Just burn alive and you'll show me
Nothing hurts like the fucking urge to satisfy
The night is young, so won't you die
And cross your heart with me tonight?
I've got my vice
And you've got yours
So, what's a curse
But a charm, I'm sure
You'll want to breathe and its tempting
To leave your coffin so empty
Nothing hurts like the fucking urge to satisfy
Suns won't rise
Bloodlines up for taking
There's no need for pessimism
We're past the point of exorcism
The night is young, so won't you die
And cross your heart with me tonight?