I like the Darkside, what bumps in the night                                                
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   I can't hardly wait till you turn out the light                                                            ­                                                                                ­                                                     
I creep around trying to give you a fright                                                      
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A Vampire's instinct a big appetite                                                                     ­                                                     
I am the monster who's under your bed                                                      
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I am the reason that you can sense dread                                                            ­  
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Turn on the flashlight, cover your head                                                             ­ 
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Don't call for your parents, they're already dead                                                             ­                       
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  I like to tease the victim before the ****                                                             ­                                                           
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  So, I wouldn't run, be very still                                                            ­                                                                 ­                               
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   Just like a child who won't swallow their pill                                                             ­                                                   
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  The fear gets to them, I like the thrill                                                           ­     
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   I've practiced along time hunting the scared                                                           ­               
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   They like to scream & run to nowhere                                                    
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   But in the end, fair is fair                                                             ­               
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    I've given no recourse but to get scared