THIS IS WHO I AM;

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( i write my memoirs in blood on the floor )

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RIPPER - FIRST CHRISTIAN MARTYR

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I know you're probably gettin' ready for bed Beautiful woman, get out of my head I'm so tired of the same old crud Sweet baby, I need fresh blood The moon shines in the autumn sky Growin' cold, the leaves all die I'm more alone than I've ever been Help me out of the shape I'm in After the fires, before the flood- My sweet baby, I need fresh blood