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You think the birds are pretty |
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and you sleep eight hours a night. |
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And I'm fog, out of the city, |
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and still you stake it all. |
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And trains stop for you and so do the boys, |
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when you run your fingers through your hair. |
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But resistance is futile. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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Just breathe, and mouth "goodbye." |
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If you want, I'll give you eternal life. |
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Well, not so much life, |
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but have you ever seen a good zombie movie? |
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Well, like that, but you'll be smarter |
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and you'll stay twenty-three. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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And I just wanna drink your blood. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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And I just wanna drink your blood. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
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And I am gonna drink your blood. |
