From the moment I open my eyes, she's in my blood, like cheap wine, bitter and sweet, tinged with regret, I'll never be free of her, nor do I want be, for she is what I am, all that is, she'll always be.
From the moment I open my eyes, she's in my blood, like cheap wine, bitter and sweet, tinged with regret, I'll never be free of her, nor do I want be, for she is what I am, all that is, she'll always be.