Walking and talking, freaking me out
the lively undead stumble about.
Sliding and slipping inside my dream
hands on my throat, I can't even scream.
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Invading my mind, each night as I sleep
into the darkness around me they creep.
Stealing my soul with every bite
leaving my bedside before first light.
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Dragging through life's bland drudgery
dark glasses and coffee sustaining me.
Until daylight fades slowly away
night now my home, as I die with the day.
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Hunting as the hunger drives me to feed
biting down hard, I grieve as you bleed.
Dripping with blood and dancing in moonlight
so you'd better watch out I'm thirsty tonight.
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