The String Quartet - Razorblade Kiss | Текст песни

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• The String Quartet
• Razorblade Kiss

I taste death in every kiss we share
Every sundown seems to be the last we have,
Your breath on my skin has the scent of our end
I'm drunk on your tears,
Baby, can't you see it's hurting...

Every time we touch we get closer to heaven,
And at every sunrise our sins are forgiven
You on my skin - this must be the end.
The only way you can love me
It's hurt me again and again

Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips

Oh, the taste from your lips, my Darling,
Taste from your lips, my love

Only inside I'm free,
I'm tired of waiting,
You've got to let me dream
Inside you baby
I'm not afraid to feel
I want you to love me
Cause you are the one!
You are the one...

Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips!

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