paranoidrainclouds:

isthisnotsimpler:

Warn your warmth to turn away
Here it’s December every day
Press your lips to the sculptures and surely you’ll stay
Love like winter
For of sugar and ice I am made, I am made

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 warmth from years before
From years before


She exhales vanilla lace
I barely dreamt her, yesterday, yesterday
Read the lines of the mirror through the lipstick trace
“Por siempre”
She said, “It seems you’re somewhere far away” to his face


It’s in the blood, 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 warmth from years before
From years before


Love like winter, oh oh, oh oh
Love like winter, winter, 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 warmth from years before
From years before

Omg davey

(Source: idontdothisanymore)