.The wind chill is wicked now,
Tomb stones are crooked now.
Well I'm walking home I just left this bitch house
3 am when I looked in the clouds
Like an eyeball watching you
Who are the werewolves talking to
The moon is red and it's big as hell
So the streets are alive and .
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