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sing the pain, dance the pain- Live, Live for us, Love again. Love that soaks through- Fresh ink and blood, what it does to you... for you. Our tricks our party favours our experiments have made us holy, rich, luscious lust flavoured. "So the last dance (the last dance) you were at (you were at) was sleeping, Sleeping Beauty. Beauty. This will be a bit different." fresh ink and blood, soaks through- taped gauze-and cotton clothes. Sweatin tight grip wringing hands, fresh ink and blood, fresh ink and blood. come to grips- Think nothing on this- Draw body blank- Being Young. Looking out. For.. these dangerous ones-small minded- and spread our crazed pained vivid wings and take to the mad sky- Fresh ink and blood that I .. closed no doors to live for- Your Eternity throws me. Sobbing down. Sweat pain Love, in tight grip of hands and throw us, throw eachother around, aggress.Agression tense tension intense How we live. We live. And love. For fresh ink and blood.
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