| There’s a party and I want you to come
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| But bring your own blood
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| Bring your own blood
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| Monster sluts, guns and grotesque stuff
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| But bring your own blood
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| Bring your own blood
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| The moonlight’s shining on the moonshine
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| And if your gonna call the doctor… call Frankenstein
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| I think I wanna put a spell on you
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| Now stirring up the madness in my witches brew
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| So don’t you leave your house alone
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| Cause you may never ever get back home
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| I love to watch your skin crawl
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| Cause you’ve got blood and now I want it all
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| The moon will rise and darkness falls
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| Bring your own blood, bring your own blood
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| I know we’ll all be dead by dawn
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| Cause you’ve got blood and now I want it all
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| This party’s like a hit and run
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| But bring your own blood, bring your own blood
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| And we’ll get loaded like a hand gun
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| But bring your own blood, bring your own blood
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| Ashes to ashes
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| Dust to disgust
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| Cause I want blood
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| And you’ve got more than enough |