You Can't Trust Vampires...But You Can Trust Me
by Jimmy Crowley
And When the sun comes up
My skin decays away
Because the winter breeze
Won't leave me be
My eyes
That were once as crimson
As the sunset sky
Become pale like winter's snow
The Blood on my lips
Dries and becomes brown
Boiling in the sun's heat
I'm not as I appear
I'm a liar
Spike me
So I cannot hurt you
The night is our brightest time
With the moonlight as our guide
We run
With our fangs drooling saliva
We are bloodthirsy
Like cannibals, Devouring Human flesh
ripping limb from limb
eating flesh off the bone
like man eats slaughtered cattle
I'm not as I appear
I'm a liar
Spike me
So I cannot hurt you
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