CRANBERRY VAMPiRE
Horst Christian Simco
This world won't wait for you
I've lost all sense of time
Been sober a month or two
No drugs will ever do
But my soul still craves this hunger
Like a wolf craves the taste of blood
As the world spins without permission
And the Cranberry Vampire howls at the moon up above
This world won't wait for you
I've lost all sense of time
Been sober a month or two
No drugs will ever do
But my soul still craves this hunger
Like a wolf craves the taste of blood
As the world spins without permission
And the Cranberry Vampire howls at the moon up above