Paroles de Vampire State Building
What's that festering GrotesqueOver there in a
Wheelchair, Wheelchair
Stifled in a Straitjacket
Self inflicted Safety pin Wounds, wounds, wounds
is it Punkoid? Devoid? Schizoid? Mumbling?
Vampire state building is crumbling Crumbling Crumbling
Vampire state building is crumbling Crumbling Crumbling
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