Ire Vampire

Raunchy

    Continúa después del anuncio

    Let's fuckin' go!

    Let's go!

    It's ironic
    You're down here on the floor
    While the big cigars stuff their mouths
    Too close to an early grave,
    Not far from being saved
    Seventeen miles of hotness
    Is your favorite pick up line

    It's ironic
    You're down here on the floor
    Too close to an early grave

    Why do you give yourself away
    Why do you fuck so easily
    Why do I give myself away

    To be yours...

    Continúa después del anuncio

    I have nothing left to say
    Just get the fuck out of here

    Can you feel them coming
    Creeping in the air tonight
    The vampires, never mind, the darkness surroundings
    You won't die, you'll be alright

    C'mon!

    It's pathetic
    How you move them with your bliss
    God and Satan are split by a thin white line

    You're just another face I know
    From a TV show
    I guess you're done on your life again
    Because I am yours...

    I have nothing left to say
    Just get the fuck out of here

    Can you feel them coming
    Creeping in the air tonight
    The vampires, never mind, the darkness surroundings
    You won't die, you'll be alright

    Can you feel them coming
    Creeping in the air tonight
    The vampires, never mind, the darkness surroundings
    You won't die, you'll be alright

    You'll be alright

    Información de la canción

    Composición: Jesper Andreas Hedegaard, Bellybutton, Lars Ankerstjerne, Morten Toft, Jeppe Christensen y Kasper Thomsen

    ¿Los datos están equivocados?

    Enviar revisión