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Tasted Blood
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Tasted Blood

Once tasted blood, you won't resist
Realize that you're bringing out the beast?
Surviving as a vampire, all alone and mistrusted
Is too uptight in a real world when your head is busted

Friends and lovers are steaming
Whenever you stick around
Nighttime feels cool, but broad
Daylight may brown you out

The last bite in the neck
Is turning you on and on
Loneliness is haunting
And hurting while you're gone

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