| Broken rib, quarter mile
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| Red lips and a bruised neck, crooked smile
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| Will the walls fall away
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| While you’re floating down the hallway
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| Call me up, call me out
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| Vampire in a spy film, slinking around
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| Waiting for a better way
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| To put your eyes in the sunlight
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| It feels good to be bad, don’t lie
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| When you’re seeking my heart, oh
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| No fear, let it be strange
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| You sink your teeth in my heart, oh
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| Blood sucker, battle and rain
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| When I’m kissing the ground, oh
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| I know you’ll be coming around
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| To sink your teeth in my heart, oh
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| No fear, let it be strange
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| Black flashes, dark stars
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| Eyes are rolling white
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| Do you know who you are?
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| All the fangs are hollowed out
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| To make room for the punch out
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| Call me up, I’m all alone
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| You know I sweat when you’re thumbing
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| With the core of my bones
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| Dial tone, it’s getting late
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| I feel spiritual, I can’t wait
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| It feels good to be bad, doesn’t it
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| Don’t feel mad if you’re harmed by the sun
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| Don’t be sad, after all, you’re immortal
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| And a little bored
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| When you’re seeking my heart, oh
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| No fear, let it be strange
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| You sink your teeth in my heart, oh
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| Blood sucker, battle and rain
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| When I’m kissing the ground, oh
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| I know you’ll be coming around
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| To sink your teeth in my heart, oh
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| No fear, let it be strange
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| (No fear, let it be strange) |