Them damn cold vampires been keeping me awake
 
 Tryna build an empire off things that they can take
 
 But don't let 'em steal your hope, child, and turn it something green
 
 Damn you and damn all your ties to this machine
 
 Your ties to this machine
 
 
 You moved to the city, girl, to make something of yourself
 
 But them vampires are groping you every night on East and 12th
 
 So every night you carry a knife and some spray
 
 To keep them bloodsuckers at least a four-inch blade away
 
 A four-inch blade away
 
 
 Them damn cold vampires been keeping me awake
 
 Tryna build an empire off things that they can take
 
 But don't let 'em steal your hope, child, and turn it something green
 
 So damn you and damn all your ties to this machine
 
 Your ties to this machine
 
 
 So you wanna be an artist, make something that makes sense
 
 'Cause them vampires will take every ounce of the blood that you can give
 
 Never let 'em speak and don't let 'em tell a lie
 
 Let 'em know that you're walking alone to a warm home tonight
 
 
 Them damn cold vampires been keeping me awake
 
 Tryna build an empire off things that they can take
 
 But don't let 'em steal your hope, child, and turn it something green
 
 Damn you and damn all your ties to this machine
 
 Your ties to this machine
 
 
 But there's hope for the mortal, to stay clear and stay true
 
 So look out for the vampires, that are on the hunt for you
 
 Cause they're on the hunt for you
 
 
 Them damn cold vampires been keeping me awake
 
 Tryna build an empire off things that they can take
 
 But don't let 'em steal your hope, child, and turn it something green
 
 Damn you and damn all your ties to this machine
 
 Your ties to this machine
 
 Your ties to this machine