Long black coat and fingernails,
The size of f*cking trees.
My head is bald, my ears they point,
Just like my f*cking teeth.
I stalk upstairs, i raise your hairs.
A dirty stinking fiend.
I got no time, i got no mind,
My kind just wants to feed.
Whoah-oh-oh-nosferatu!
Aint known for looks
Aint known for charm
Tall as a f*cking rail.
Snow white demon my mind is schemin
Gonna make you scream and wail.
My nose is pearched upon my face,
Like a crooked running beak,
I smell your blood, gonna make it flood,
Next mornings lookin bleak.
My drool hits home right on your neck,
Ill clean up when im done.
Gonna take my stance, make you shit your pants,
Mealtime can be fun.
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Long black coat and fingernails,
The size of f*cking trees.
My head is bald, my ears they point,
Just like my f*cking teeth.
I stalk upstairs, i raise your hairs.
A dirty stinking fiend.
I got no time, i got no mind,
My kind just wants to feed.
Whoah-oh-oh-nosferatu!
Aint known for looks
Aint known for charm
Tall as a f*cking rail.
Snow white demon my mind is schemin
Gonna make you scream and wail.
My nose is pearched upon my face,
Like a crooked running beak,
I smell your blood, gonna make it flood,
Next mornings lookin bleak.
My drool hits home right on your neck,
Ill clean up when im done.
Gonna take my stance, make you shit your pants,
Mealtime can be fun.
The size of f*cking trees.
My head is bald, my ears they point,
Just like my f*cking teeth.
I stalk upstairs, i raise your hairs.
A dirty stinking fiend.
I got no time, i got no mind,
My kind just wants to feed.
Whoah-oh-oh-nosferatu!
Aint known for looks
Aint known for charm
Tall as a f*cking rail.
Snow white demon my mind is schemin
Gonna make you scream and wail.
My nose is pearched upon my face,
Like a crooked running beak,
I smell your blood, gonna make it flood,
Next mornings lookin bleak.
My drool hits home right on your neck,
Ill clean up when im done.
Gonna take my stance, make you shit your pants,
Mealtime can be fun.