| What you know about a Vampire death row
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| Inmates clepto, kept those for memero-
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| Bilia so I can feel ya
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| Neckromancing and necrophilia now’s your chance in
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| I’m breaking and shaking and making them do my dance
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| The dragon-eous snake charmer begin to entrance
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| Advancing checks to my undead army
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| Of natives and zombies, no Abercrombies
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| Just Eyethai’s and Dutch to get you out the clutch
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| Never can you move
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| Never can you stay
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| Never can you leave
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| You will always breathe
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| No shadow its death, left in a whirlwind
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| Surrounded by those who can’t decipher sin
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| I’m a lifer in the game of eternity
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| Ain’t no unfamiliar fame gonna turn on me
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| I’m the same outcast from the Mediterranean sea
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| Exhausted your temple mentally
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| Vampire, Fang Fang—we bite necks
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| Satire, Bang Bang—two to the chest
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| All the killers gather round for the blood-fest
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| No incest we infest infecting the west
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| Can’t stop running 'round, it will get bloody
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| Can’t stop running 'round, it will get bloody
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| Can’t stop running 'round in circles, I can’t stop running
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| Can’t stop running 'round in circles, after your bloody kind
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| A fatal kiss I’m not a killer I’m a feminist
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| An atheist do these Pharaohs provide evidence
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| Imagine the future, but presently I reminisce
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| Her eminence severs all the evidence of intelligence
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| What I didn’t have she possessed pure elements
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| I was known to grab and not ask protest the eloquence
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| Estes relevant, bless this celibate, bless this for the hell of it
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| ‘Cuz I’m the one telling it your soul came smelling it
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| If I take away all the suffering and pain
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| If I let you play and there’s nothing I will gain
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| If I grant eternally undead to sustain
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| Half life is interesting and never mundane
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| I greet them and invite um in
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| Bleed um and recite the hymn
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| De-seed the flower proceed to bite um with a grin
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| Thanks for the vitamins
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| Minerals hyping me up for the win
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| I’m whimsical plus my favorite sport is sin
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| Vampire, Fang Fang—we bite necks
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| Satire, Bang Bang—two to the chest
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| All the killers gather round for the blood-fest
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| No incest we infest infecting the west
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| Can’t stop running 'round, it will get bloody
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| Can’t stop running 'round, it will get bloody
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| Can’t stop running 'round in circles, I can’t stop running
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| Can’t stop running 'round in circles, after your bloody kind
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| Vampire—Fang Fang! |