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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donovyn Ross
Donovyn Ross
Songwriter
Parker Ohrel
Parker Ohrel
Songwriter
Anthony Geiman
Anthony Geiman
Songwriter
Donald D Belch
Donald D Belch
Songwriter
Gianfranco Celario Sedano
Gianfranco Celario Sedano
Songwriter
Dylon Prugar
Dylon Prugar
Songwriter
Owen Kulp
Owen Kulp
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Gross
Scott Gross
Producer
Christopher Wood
Christopher Wood
Mastering Engineer
The Bombshelter Recording Studio
The Bombshelter Recording Studio
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

You always know what I know
You never let me alone
Why won't you just let me breathe
Why can't you just fucking see
That everything that I've done
Is because you were not the one
So take this stake with a sin
And drive it right through my skin
I know your confusion is all you have
I don't know
Why I need to have a taste for blood
Red moon
Shines as pretty as your eyes
Glass full
Spills as heavy as your heart
I know your confusion is all you have
I don't know
Why I need to have a taste for blood
New love can drown in the sight
Your beauty drives me to light
The darkness won't let me win
The burn and pain from within
Excludes the feeling I need
This coffin fits with a queen
And every where that I look
You fill the void that was took
(Blood)
Mirrors get old when I can't see how I look
Shattered glass around the praised book
Terror when you scream at the sight of
How I feed
The cross you hold doesn't fathom me
The hold doesn't fathom me
It doesn't fathom me
The hold doesn't fathom me
It doesn't fathom
Me
The hold doesn't fathom me
It breaks the leve then it pours
Doesn't fathom me
Now take this stake through your heart
Drug from out of this hell
To my breaking point and I'm exploding now
Your heavenly well
So sick within so fucking help me out
From out of this hell
To my breaking point and I'm exposing now
Your heavenly well
So sick within so fucking help me out
When the hell begins we scratch the surface Then we chew through skin
Mirrors get old when I can't see how I look
Preservation of the praised book
I know your confusion is all you have
I don't know
Why I need to have a taste for blood
Red moon
Shines as pretty as your eyes
Glass full
Spills as heavy as your heart
I know your confusion is all you have
I don't know
Why I need to have a taste for blood
Written by: Anthony Geiman, Donald D Belch, Donovyn Ross, Dylon Prugar, Gianfranco Celario Sedano, Parker Ohrel
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