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 Warn your warmth to turn 
  it’s December, everyday
 Press your lips to the 
 And surely you’ll  (love like winter)
  of sugar and ice.. I am made, I am made
 
 It’s in  blood, it’s in the blood
 I met my love before  was born
 He wanted  I taste of blood
 He bit  lip, and drank my war
 From years before,  years before
 
  exhales vanilla lace,
 I barely dreamt  yesterday (yesterday…)
  the lines in the mirror through the lipstick trace:
 "Por Siempre."
 She said, “It seems you’re somewhere,  away"
 To his face.
 
 It’s in the  it’s in the blood
 I met  love, before I was born
 She wanted love, I  of blood
 She bit my lip, and  my war
 From years before, from years 
 
 Love  winter… Oh… Oh…
  like winter… winter… 3…4…
 
 It’s  the blood, it’s in the blood
 I met  love, before I was born
 He  love, I taste of blood
  bit my lip, and drank my war
 From years before,  years before