Vampire Food

Is it him or is it you I see

Standing

Just there in my peripheral vision

Obscuring the path of the mission

Aborted or Retorted

Nothing matters anyway

I’ll run you over

Smash into your rearview

Make sure to snap your neck

      This Time 

Real & True

Laugh in your face

Spit on your grave

Dance all fuckin nite

Under a harvest moon