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See their faces in magazinesRunning down the highways of your dreamsHowling at the sickly silver moonThe plaques would bemoan your grave soon.Always a face in the crowdGathers when the stars are outAlways in the audienceWith their t-shirts of the innocentCan you see them?You could be themOver there a jolly bunchAnd they're coming after youBut if you give into themYou will become one of themSo much fun, Can't we come to the vampire party with you?Always by the side of the roadRushing passing lanes at nightHidden in the corners of the roomHigh above the glare of your flood lightListen to their voices in the gloomLetras de cancionesWhispering their words devoid of truthSee them sitting on a fenceCroaking like crooks in the windCan you see themYou could be themOver there in that giant bush and there coming after youBut if you give into themYou will become one of themSo much fun, Can't we come to the vampire party with you? From Letras Mania