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Harley Poe

Bloodsucker

 

Bloodsucker

(álbum: Have A Great Life. - 2019)


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I was hoping that maybe we could love each other until we die
But I'm learning that life doesn't give a shit about us
And I'm done asking why
When I wake up at night in my coffin and it's time to go get a bite
I'm thankful you left when you did
There was something in your life that just wasn't right
Alright

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My habits are getting weirder
I've been drinking the blood from the mice that I feed
But I'm working my way up to human beings
That's what healthy bloodsuckers need
I'm sorry for all the lack of support
Well I guess I forgot how to love
I don't blame you these days for letting me go
When my pushes all came to shove

But I'll stop pretending that I'm something I was never meant to be
It wasn't fulfilling me, darling
It was killing me
I'm turning myself into something that's perfect for me
I'm learning lessons as I live
You want to get, you got to give
You really want it, you have got to fight
I think I'll be a creature of the night

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I'm sick of this town I've been sticking around for too long
I gotta leave
In the mornings I wake up and I can't get happy and when night falls
I can't even breathe
'Cause the menacing conflict that plagues my mind from the shit that's never happened to me
I'm stricken by guilt, God won't leave me alone
She finds my suffocation so goddamn funny
I'm always stressing out trying to think about fitting in
But my true colors inevitably show
I just wanna be something different
From every other asshole named Joe
I'm always working for purpose, something that will give meaning to the rest of my life that I may not live
I'm always passing out thinking about why I move my bowels
But I just run out of shits to give

But I'll stop pretending that I'm something I was never meant to be
It wasn't fulfilling me
Oh it was killing me
I'm turning myself into something that's perfect for me
I'm learning lessons as I live
You want to get, you got to give
You really want it, you have got to fight
But I think I'll be a child of the night

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Stare, the hopelessness I felt
Trying not to think about
The last years of my life
When I still had a wife
I've moved on to newer things
Embracing what life brings
As I'm waiting for my fangs
And other stranger things
I decided my own fate
And I can hardly wait
I'm becoming myself
I don't need anyone else
I'm coming like a flood
I'm living off your blood
And I'm making this my town
And taking you down

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