| The Hunger Holy eyes I never knew I'd beg down at your feet Hold on tight I never knew I'd know much more than this Open sky the wave of pain The scent of you is bliss Hungry eyes they stare at me I know I know don't go Summertime the taste of saint Secretes the perfume mist Console the mind I take it in Lips of pink I kiss lonely sky The more you take the more That I give in Holy eyes I never knew I know I know Don't go Hold onto the memory It's all you got I know you'll be there to soak up Blood loss blood loss blood lost |
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