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Do you like the Ouija, we dance
Blood, flesh, romance
Right there, right in front of the tomb
Beautiful, horrific, and the moon
Dead flesh, crazy hormones
Me with a hard dick
Her with her neck broke
We did the tango, she breathed
She wiped blood on a killa's sleeve
Now I ain't ever been one to pass
She might be dead but she got a nice ass
Riding to the bone, I like dead meat
Wearing nothing but her panties
Shaking to the beat
So you like to dance
Is that magic
Is that your ass
In back I'm grabbing
You're getting kinda freaky
Biting on my neck
My heart is beating fast
My underwear's wet
And we danced...
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