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letra de bloodplay - ourglass

[intro: sister azrael]
whispered: blood play
[bridge] [midas wright]
chanted: blood, blood, blood, blood (x4)

[chorus: sister azrael]
blood play, the taste on my t–th
anything i k!ll is everything i keep
i live off blood cause i get no sleep
don’t get caught by me when i creep
[midas wright]
blood play all day, never get it twisted
took one taste i was instant addicted
needle to your vein, rinse it, stick it
never ever doubt me when i say i’m on some sick sh-t

[verse 1: sister azrael]
f-ck with us and i’ll drink your blood
cut you up while we’re making love
take too much, i can’t take enough
cuff you up and then l!ck the cuts
to the fake f-ck juggalo vampire teens
you don’t really know what a vampire means
hunt by the moon while the night choir sings
i’m a blood angel white fire wings
[midas wright]
might just die if you go with that chick
vampire motherf-cker going batsh-t
can’t k!ll me with a gun or a hatchet
so your mistress on my mattress, ratchet
p-ss it, puff it, public, f-ck it
bite on her neck, boy i’m finna suck it
she say she love it, but i got to plug it
before blood loss make her feel too sluggish

[verse 2][sister azrael][midas wright]
s: l!cking your lifeblood off of my fingers
m: get a little taste of the life of a singer
s: souls cost blood, so what did you bring us?
m: viper in sheets till my cipher’s complete
s: let the pain wash you just how i taught you
m: yeah b-tch, we got you, i’m hoping to shock you
s: letting you eat me, rule you completely
m: now i arise and you’ll never defeat me
[midas wright]
we run towns, when the sun’s down, no clowns
let’s chop it up nose down see what goes down
snap into your bones like a fat batch of chicken wings
heart rate quickening while your veins thickening
mindless violence, lines in my sinus
leave a sh-t talkin b-tch literally spineless
playin with the crimson, guess where my mind is?
watch on your wrist, guess the deep cuts timeless

[refrain: sister azrael]
blood play, the taste on my t–th
anything i k!ll is everything i keep
i live off blood cause i get no sleep
don’t get caught by me when i creep
[midas wright]
can’t wear grills cause my fangs too dirty
bite marks thrill when i’m feeling flirty
down on knees she pleads for mercy
much too late cause i’m much too thirsty

- ourglass

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