.12: 01, From a Green Bottle...
Red Tongue, This Nights No Fun.
Dry Cough From Those Deadly Cancer Sticks.
Suffering Only You, I can't Believe I'm Scared To
Lay a Kiss On An Old Scary Transylvania bitch.
This Room I Slumber, Now Turns To Fire,
Our Eyes Have Yet Wande.
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