I'll give you my razor blade kiss,
It'll cut you up inside.
You wont know what hit you,
But you'll feel so alive.
My blood thirsty lips,
Will kiss your innocent wrists.
As the blood begins to drain,
You'll feel a slight stinging pain.
And as you fall to the floor,
You'll start to feel faint.
Your bloods so wonderfully red,
Like beautiful acrylic paint.
You eyes stare aimlessly back,
I know your worlds gone black.
I bet now you regret wanting my kiss,
You're just another blood bag on my list.