| Lyrics: | All the neighbours never see me
But they wonder why I walk around at night
He gets
hungry - I go hunting
In the moonlit streets
For somebody that's right
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Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast Is all he's living for
And he craves it more and more
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Showgirls, businessmen in suits in the midnight rain
If they walk alone are never seen
again
In the paper, seems a florist
Found in Lincoln Park, died of some
anemia
No one raped her, poor Doloris
Just detained her and drained her on the
spot
Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast
Is all he's living for
And he
craves it more and more
Old men, ladies of the night walking in the rain
If they walk
alone are never seen again
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
No one calls and no one visits
We're
like a couplet out of Desolation Row
We don't want them to want to know us
'Cause when
they do, they get a little bit too close
Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast is all I'm
living for
And I crave it more and more
Bad girls, cops on the beat in the midnight
rain
If they're out alone, are never seen again
Fresh blood it goes through
me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through
me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through
me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through
me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through
me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me
Fresh blood it
goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me |
