Backwards running vampires running backwards
In your head
Ceiling to the floor
Closet door
There's always more
And I've been something
Always something less than what I said
Grinning ear to ear while I disappear.
Backwards running vampires running backwards
In your head
Ceiling to the floor
Closet door
There's always more
And I've been something
Always something less than what I said
Grinning ear to ear while I disappear.