Slowly as you pull the handbrake
And step out on the street
Look down and turn up your headphones
There's blood in the snow at your feet
And you frame it in a shot with a caption
It's removed, that's not allowed on the feed
But did they flag an inappropriate shadow?
Or is the shadow in your post too real?
Oh baby
They're not really there for you
Oh baby
My fangs are dripping red on you
Oh baby
No crucifix or stake on you
Oh baby
The prophets only lied to you
You tell yourself it's just a nightmare
The pills will surely help you sleep
While others seek out paths through the alleys
Dissatisfaction to vision will lead
In the villa, the villa they find me
In Eastern fashion, persistence is key
I'd like to show you but you're not curious
Not curious enough for me
Oh baby
They're not really there for you
Oh baby
My fangs are dripping red on you
Oh baby
No crucifix or stake on you
Oh baby
You think you know it all, don't you?
Oh baby
They're not really there for you
Oh baby
My fangs are dripping red on you
Oh baby
No crucifix or stake on you
Oh baby
The prophets only lied to you
My fangs are dripping red on you
Oh baby
They're not really there for you
Oh baby
My fangs are dripping red on you
Oh baby
No crucifix or stake on you
Oh baby
The prophets only lied to you