"Children Of The Dark" lyrics
Children of the dark
The broken-hearted and forbidden
Our shadows are the only ones that listen
And today, I cut myself for your attention
Through the night, we'll walk a mile screaming
She's sharp like a needle
She pokes right into my veins
(Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
And I don't know how much I can take
She's sharp like a needle
She pokes right into my veins
(Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
And I don't know how much I can take
Don't know how much I can take
Don't know how much I can take
Don't know how much I can take
Don't know how much I can
Crawling through the cracks, my fingernails are painted black
Load up on guns and kill your friends, we're living young and dying fast
Close the door before you leave and make sure never to come back
Blood is dripping down the walls, there's bodies piling up in stacks
And the worst thing of it all is that I chuckled and I laughed, screaming
She's sharp like a needle
She pokes right into my veins
(Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
And I don't know how much I can take
She's sharp like a needle
She pokes right into my veins
(Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
And I don't know how much I can take
Children of the dark
Children of the dark
Children of the dark
Children of the dark
Children of the dark
The broken-hearted and forbidden
Our shadows are the only ones that listen
And today, I cut myself for your attention
Through the night, we'll walk a mile screaming
She's sharp like a needle
She pokes right into my veins
(Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
And I don't know how much I can take
She's sharp like a needle
She pokes right into my veins
(Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
And I don't know how much I can take
Don't know how much I can take
Don't know how much I can take
Don't know how much I can take
Don't know how much I can
Crawling through the cracks, my fingernails are painted black
Load up on guns and kill your friends, we're living young and dying fast
Close the door before you leave and make sure never to come back
Blood is dripping down the walls, there's bodies piling up in stacks
And the worst thing of it all is that I chuckled and I laughed, screaming
She's sharp like a needle
She pokes right into my veins
(Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
And I don't know how much I can take
She's sharp like a needle
She pokes right into my veins
(Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
And I don't know how much I can take
Children of the dark
Children of the dark
Children of the dark
Children of the dark
Children of the dark
Writer(s): Andrew Colin Fulk, Zachary Allen Jones, Carlito Junior Milfort
