Them damn cold vampires
Been keeping me awake
Tryna build an empire
Of things that they can take
Don't let 'em steal your hope, child
Turn it something green
Damn you and damn all
Your ties to this machine
Ties to this machine
♪
You moved to the city, girl
To make something of yourself
But them vampires are groping you
Every night on East and 12th
So every night you carry
A knife and some spray
To keep them bloodsuckers, at least
A four-inch blade away
A four-inch blade away
♪
Them damn, cold vampires
Been keeping me awake
Tryna build an empire
Of the things that they can take
But don't let 'em steal your hope, child
Turn it something green
So damn you and damn all
Your ties to this machine
Ties to this machine
♪
So, you want to be an artist
Make something that makes sense
But them vampires will take every ounce
Of the blood that you can give
Never let 'em speak
Don't let 'em tell a lie
Let them know that you're walking alone
To a warm home tonight
Them damn cold vampires
Been keeping me awake
Tryna build an empire
Of things that they can take
But don't let 'em steal your hope, child
Turn it something green
Damn you and damn all
Your ties to this machine
Ties to this machine
♪
But there's hope for the mortal
To stay clear and stay true
Look out for the vampires
That are on the hunt for you
'Cause they're on the hunt for you
Them damn cold vampires
Been keeping me awake
Tryna build an empire
Of things that they can take
But don't let 'em steal your hope, child
Turn it something green
Damn you and damn all
Your ties to this machine
Ties to this machine
Your ties to this machine