Текст песни Blood on Your Blade - Night Club

Cold, black leather, think you′re better
Dark stare, you don't care
Only love the edge of a knife
Yeah I fell under the spell of your serenade
Till you broke the promises that you made
Used to be a slave in your black parade
Now I′m just blood on your blade
Downtown, hang around
You think you're so risqué
Drop names, play the game
Cut em up cause nobody stays
Yeah I fell under the spell of your serenade
Till you broke the promises that you made
Used to be a slave in your black parade
Now I'm just blood on your blade
My blood makes you feel alive
Because you are dead inside