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Nosferatu Does A Hefty Dance Lyrics - Singles - Pinkly Smooth

Deep inside of the mind of the damned 

Lies a dark memory of a man 

Once moved in sight 

Swing on in light 

Now in the darkness, spills black, 

Spills the blood of life 

 

And on and on my little one sleeps 

I don't know happiness 

 

Centuries loved 

Lifetimes behind 

Solitude, sanity slowly unwinds 

Moves become thoughts 

Thought become dream 

If only in life I'd been it could've been 

 

And on and on my little on sleeps 

I don't know happiness 

 

Falling, falling and falling and falling 

Falling apart 

 

Falling, falling and falling and falling 

 

Six things wrong and six things right 

So he holds himself from the town, even the light 

The voyage holds cryptic thoughts of a terrible light 

He would never tell 

 

Spends a moment, as through pleasure 

Rather, when he slaves away 

And I can only blame forever 

Kneeling on your knees for me! 

I took you down and spit my blood out 

(But when they freeze me I may scream) 

Never leave never leave 

 

Now he's just one simple step away 

Now he's just one simple step away 

 

We'll bathe in my blood tonight 

Murals 

(Don't know how long) 

Yes, you will 

See all my sins to life 

Profit from pain 

 

What do we do with him? 

Shut him! 

(I can't feel me!) 

Tie him up! 

(Oh my god!) 

That's it boy 

(Latch on!) 

Come to me 

(Fucking leech!) 

He's my prey! 

(You're not the fucking balmist!) 

Stop the pleading 

(Embalm me!) 

Insert it! 

(Tell me, I don't know where!) 

Right here! Numb us of all! 

(We already broke it's law!) 

You are around 

(Fuck!) 

 

The power, and teachings, 

A slave to, once you steal 

(Want him opened) 

Nothing 

(Once you've got a taste) 

We feel 

(Of cold punch) 

Can ever 

(The more punch you need) 

Be real 

(I should give it up) 

 

The power to be real 

A slave to, once you steal 

(Want him opened) 

Nothing 

(Once you've got a taste) 

We feel 

(Of cold punch) 

Can ever 

(The more punch you need) 

Be real 

(I should give it up!) 

Are you remember?



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