A vampires home

No postcard envy
When living on the hill
That gives the town the chills
When they give it a small glare
Only if they dare
Yes we are a bunch of vampires
That can see into their dark desires
Of course we want to drink blood
Then throw the corpse in the mud
So hide your kids and your wives
Cause we taking everyone's lives
This very night 
So come closer so I can take a bite 

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