Sweet Blood Theory

There's a time to live Life is like a dream And there's a time to die Victim of those dying eyes There are some nights I dream of you Life is like a painted, like a line, a game ...don't know if I trust again But I want to believe Here in my darkness

In this time we live, here we breath I've been so far from home for love And I'm watching you, breathing you, dreaming you I am so confused of what moves inside Deep inside of me, in a dark heart Like a butterfly dance, brings the sun And we're here

A stranger in black Comes from the middle of nowhere A secret unknown A veil behind the people stare Voices tell to runaway After comes the sunset Trying to speak but all escaping What you're looking for? What's the reason you're here Runaway or die