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Good evening
I became a vampire to suck blood and to fuck forever
I wanna rip and tear, feel it 'til I bleed
I want the asphyxiation, never weird enough for me
Some may never live, the crazy ones never die
Over the edge and out, Nero Genesis
In a closed society where everyone is guilty
The only final sin is an act of stupidity
Let me sew back the compassion to this sex
This knife cuts fashion elevated to apex
Endless reign of obsidian flair
Rip and tear until it's done
I wanna skid into my grave
Oh my fucking god
In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take
Rip and tear until it's done
I wanna skid into my grave
Oh my fucking god
In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take
Yay0rz
OMFG
I'd rather fucking live and taste the fucking chaos
Symphony of the night, nightmare on full bright
To fall is to feel, to write is to bleed
Let the heartbreak, a fresher cut of life become the ink
You cannot steal these words before I bleed it out
I'll give it raw, super smash brawl
I'll chew until it bleeds, give you what you fucking need
Sicker than Halloween, a freak right off the leash
Endless reign of obsidian flair
Rip and tear until it's done
I wanna skid into my grave
Oh my fucking god
In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take
Rip and tear until it's done
I wanna skid into my grave
Oh my fucking god
In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take
I have to write it before it disappears
Before the avalanche buries these words for years
Each morning brings a chance to rise
A chance to run across the skies
I can't wait for the perfect day
Or ice beneath the floorboard maze
Act today, I live now
With a fire inside, I make a vow
Do it now, don't wait too long
The beat of life's a fleeting song
Whatever I choose, I do it fucking bold
The story I write will be as pure as gold
Rip and tear until it's done
I wanna skid into my grave
Oh my fucking god
In the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take
Rip and tear until it's done
I wanna skid into my grave
Life should not be the journey to the grave
With the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body
But rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke
Thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming
"Wow, what a ride"