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He looked like a young man, |
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But his eyes were old. |
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He touched me gently, |
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But his hands were cold. |
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My hands are cold. |
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His voice was calm, |
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But he was hunting for prey. |
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I started feeling dizzy, |
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And he watched me sway. |
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I watched you sway. |
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He stared at me with eyes black as coal, |
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The man who swallowed my soul. |
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The morning air, |
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And the sunlight he stole, |
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The man who swallowed my soul. |
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He kissed my cheeks, |
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My eyebrows, my neck. |
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I followed him blindly, |
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There was no turning back. |
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There's no turning back. |
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He sucked the lifeblood, |
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Out of my veins. |
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Left me and my nightgown |
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Covered with stains. |
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Covered with stains. |
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He said his kiss would make me whole, |
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The man who swallowed my soul. |
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The breath of life, |
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From my lips he stole. |
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The man who swallowed my soul. |
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He stared at me with eyes black as coal, |
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The man who swallowed my soul. |
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The morning air, |
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And the sunlight he stole, |
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The man who swallowed my soul. |
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He said his kiss would make me whole, |
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The man who swallowed my soul. |
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The breath of life, |
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From my lips he stole. |
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The man who swallowed my soul, |
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The man who swallowed my soul. |