She likes to sleep her nights with the windows open wide
Just in case her Dark Prince would come by the silvery light
She lives with her two cats, a 'Please no ads' sign on her door
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Smokes cigarettes in her bed
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Paints her lips every night blood redShe hates Christmas nights more than dressing up in white
The lightning's something she adores like Frankenstein's Bride
She's obsessed with the Hollywood Book of Dead
Church yards give her more
No room for the living in her heart cold as 1334Christina Death
Smokes cigarettes in her bed
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Drinks Absinthe after giving head
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Smokes cigarettes in her bed
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Paints her lips every night blood redChristina Death
Waits For Dracula in her bed
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I know you before we ever metChristina Death
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