Fresh

Every now and then Something tastes good Out of nowhere Out of thin air Something fresh Veins full of blood Drained over night Under the moonlight Eyes are shut tight Something fresh Something fresh Your blood is fresh On my lips Your blood is fresh On my lips Every now and then I lose control I fall in despair That you cannot repair Something Fresh I'm burning up Turning to dust Under the sunlight The end is so bright Something fresh Something Fresh Your blood is fresh On my lips Your blood is fresh On my lips Your blood is fresh On my lips Your blood is fresh On my lips