Warn your warmth to turn away~
Here it's December
Every day
Press your lips to the sculp~tures and
Surely you'll stay~
Like win~ter
For of sugar and ice~
I am made
I am made
It's in the blood
I met my love before~ I was born~
He wanted love
I taste of blood
He bit my lip
And~ drank my war
From~ years before~
From~ years before~
She exhales vanilla lace~
I barely dreamt her
Yesterday
Read the lines in the mir~ror
Through the lipstick trace~
Siem~~pre
She said it seems you're somewhere~
Far away
To his face
It's in the blood
I met my love before~ I was born~
She wanted love
I taste of blood
She bit my lip
And~ drank my war
From~ years before~
From~ years before~~
Love like~ win~ter
Oh~
Oh~~
Love like win~ter
Win~ter~
Three, four, it's in the blood
It's in the blood
I met my love before~ I was born~
He wanted love
I taste of blood
He bit my lip
And~ drank my war
From~ years before~
From~ years before~~