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Wake up dreamer
It's happening without you
Cut your hair and shave your beard
You squandered your chances

I'll give you a thousand pounds
To show me how you do it
Stop being so laissez-faire
We're all scared of the future

Been training vipers to come for you
In your dreams to release you
Been training vipers to come for you
In your sleep

And the ravens are leaving the tower
And the ravens are leaving the tower
And the ravens are leaving the tower
Make your peace

I've got a taste for blood
Leave the weak, leave the young
I've got a taste for blood
I'm walking out without you

You will kill, or be killed
It's about progress
I've got a taste for blood

Wake up sleepyhead
It's happening without you
Such a nice guy
You tell me everything twice

Whipcrack speed jump
We will run backwards
Stop being so laissez-faire
We're all scared of the future

We make plans for big times
Get bogged down, distracted
We make plans for good times
All neon, all surface

So kiss me before
It all gets complicated
I've got a taste for blood

(I've got a taste for blood, I've got a taste for blood)
(I've got a taste for blood, I've got a taste for blood)
Wake up dreamer   It's happening without you    Cut your hair and shave your beard    You squandered your chances      I'll give you a thousand pounds    To show me how you do it    Stop being so laissez-faire    We're all scared of the future       Been training vipers to come for you    In your dreams to release you    Been training vipers to come for you    In your sleep      And the ravens are leaving the tower    And the ravens are leaving the tower    And the ravens are leaving the tower    Make your peace       I've got a taste for blood    Leave the weak, leave the young    I've got a taste for blood   I'm walking out without you      You will kill, or be killed    It's about progress    I've got a taste for blood       Wake up sleepyhead    It's happening without you    Such a nice guy    You tell me everything twice      Whipcrack speed jump    We will run backwards    Stop being so laissez-faire    We're all scared of the future       We make plans for big times    Get bogged down, distracted    We make plans for good times    All neon, all surface      So kiss me before   It all gets complicated    I've got a taste for blood       (I've got a taste for blood, I've got a taste for blood)    (I've got a taste for blood, I've got a taste for blood)