Dominic Fike - Vampire

I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires

Baby, careful inside where you step
Can you feel the weight of their eyes on your neck?
Passin' you on the way down descendin' the stairs
And the whole room is watching while pretendin' to dance
It was close 'cause I don't know if you stood any chance
On your own right, I know you didn't make any plans
And when the clock strikes twelve at night, you be doing hella white
With somebody you don't even like, talking 'bout your life

One, two
Are we dead? Is this really red wine?
Were you feelin' left out? Ah, yeah (uh)
Take me back when I'm feelin' stressed out
'Cause it's nearin' that time

I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires

They can tell that your mind is a mess
Take someone you don't even like to your bed
When it's over, you roll out, you come down the stairs
And there's no sign, the party vanished into thin air
Just like a ghost town, your best friends weren't even there
And then the whole time you realize you don't even care
When that alarm strikes seven, light pourin' on your feather-white
Bed of white lies, last night was a set up

One, two
Are we dead? Is this really red wine?
Were you feelin' left out? (Ah, yeah, uh)
Take me back when I'm feelin' stressed out
'Cause it's nearin' that time

I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires

Written by:
Dominic David Fike, Jose Julian Jr. De La Cruz, Dominic Fike, Jonathan Wienner, Matt Carlson, Sam Homaee

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