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Vampire
I stalk the night
A vampire with hollow eyes
Skin paler than the palest moon
Quench my thirst on dirty lines
I tell myself lies
That I'm ok, nothing's wrong
Drains my life a little more
Till it's almost gone
I stay out all night
Binging most often
And when morning comes
I crawl back to my coffin
I'm living dead
Cursed by my disease
A shackled monster
Who longs to be set free
A vampire with hollow eyes
Skin paler than the palest moon
Quench my thirst on dirty lines
I tell myself lies
That I'm ok, nothing's wrong
Drains my life a little more
Till it's almost gone
I stay out all night
Binging most often
And when morning comes
I crawl back to my coffin
I'm living dead
Cursed by my disease
A shackled monster
Who longs to be set free
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