Vampire

Bright skin Dark lips Skin tight outfit Sharp eyes Blood spit Let me taste it Their blood's gone stale They all become pale All I want to do Is bite into you You look so frail Your skin's become pale That's what you desire Playing with a vampire Blood is in the air On the floor and everywhere They all jump in fire Running from the vampire Bright skin Dark lips Skin tight outfit Sharp eyes Blood spit Let me taste it Their blood's gone stale They all become pale All I want to do Is bite into you They all stop and stare Up, down and everywhere Make them all desire The fate of the vampire