The imaginaries

Operating vampire hours

The imaginaries
put on your jeans, it's a quarter past 3
walk out the door and pretend that you're free
listen to the howling of the moon and the wind
operating vampire hours again

noises from nothing, all alone
staring blankly at the telephone
where am I, who listens
in the darkness your beauty glistens

operating, operating vampire hours
operating vampire hours

whos there, a creak in the crack
wake up idiot and face the facts
you're alone like always, say hello
talking to yourself, you're quite a nice fellow

put on your jeans, it's a quarter past 3
walk out the door and pretend that you're free
listen to the howling of the moon and the wind
operating vampire hours again

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