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Vampire
i bleed from the throat
i bleed from the heart
i bleed from the wrists
all cutten from shards
they find me
they'll find me anywhere i go
how could my love of existence become this low?
I'm being chased by myself
bleeding from the welts
cast upon me by my faults
i am burdened with my health
hark the demons scream
my name being heard through everything
a blast of sound so loud it makes my ears ring
and rattles the bones of the dead like dragging
a cup across prison bars
a grave site that exists just for scars
and a bodiless heart that beats just for yours
the boycott of love that my soul is protesting
but my mind always works never resting
listen the vampires hiss flying over us
and pray you don't become one of us
trust me, stay home where you are loved, and don't come with us
