A taste for blood
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A taste for blood
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won't hold them back
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with nails that cut like razors
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hungry for flesh
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see the undead hot on our trails they chase us
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we need a place
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somewhere to hide
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where they won't think to go inside
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watch as your darkest fears return to life (your sins will find you out)
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Don't bother sleeping without one eye open wide
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there are creatures in the night to haunt you
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their arms are reaching out to hold you tight
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your demons come alive to chase you
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(ba dada dada da da da da da, dadda da da dadda da da)
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No where to run they're closing in on us
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I can see the faces in the windows staring in at us
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There's no way to stop
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what has been done
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you felt the bite now you'll be one
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don't tell your friends what you've become
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You're not the same
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you can see it in your eyes
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I can see it on your face
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Your hoping for a taste
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Do you feel your blood starting to boil beneath your skin?
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Why is your stomach turning?
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You know that its the end!
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THIS IS THE END
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(no turning back now your under it's spell)
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(we have no choice, but to send your body back to hell)
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Dead Walker Texas Ranger
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Sleeping With Sirens |