by GFLee
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by GFLee
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It drains the blood from your veins And the colour from your cheeks The summer from your eyes And the days from your weeks Everyone needs something if they're gonna survive This one needs a soul just to keep it alive In the moment at hand In the shrapnel and the dirt Vows are exchanged And pleasantries rehearsed You prepare the patient, cook up the mix This one don't move or breathe till you give it a fix This one goes to market This one went to bed with someone that you know This one keeps you warm at night This one dug a hole in your head And this one eats souls This one eats souls This one eats souls All souls alive Please baby don't try To keep us apart There's a worm in this apple This one has no heart You will be the perfect host as it grows inside You will follow this one wherever it goes This one goes to market This one went to bed with someone that you know This one keeps you warm at night This one went straigh to your head This one drives for five miles This one lasts for seventeen years You may lose your way in the night But by the end it is perfectly clear that This one eats souls...
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