by Ragnarok_OdinMounds view, Minnesota, USA
Jan 2014 319 Views 1 comments
Vampire
“Vampire”
There’s a lady hanging around in my abattoir,
I met her at some, snooty, local discotheque.
The red liquid spurts from her jugular,
when my fangs puncture her tender neck.
“Vampire”
Date: over a decade ago
Lyricist Inc.
David A.P.
There’s a lady hanging around in my abattoir,
I met her at some, snooty, local discotheque.
The red liquid spurts from her jugular,
when my fangs puncture her tender neck.
“Vampire”
Date: over a decade ago
Lyricist Inc.
David A.P.
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Posted: Jan 2014
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