Can someone please find me a new trend One that wont lose its charm before it ends A simple theme of air brushed tinted red With her lose lips and charm it shall begin Go for the throat lock in and say goodnight I know this venture won't be my last try As for the families these rules don't apply Cause in the dead of night is when i strike I swear to god we'll fucking party tonight Just like last night and the night before New faces different places But the graves all state the same My thirst for blood has yet to be quenched Patrol the moon with malicious intent Soaked head to toe with last gasps of fear Hit the road past the sun we disappear The only moves to make are to get out fast This time around you wont be saved by the dance As the king lays his crown on the thrown His legacy shall continue as unknown I hammer down the last nails in your coffin Double-checked to not make a mistake I hammer down the last nails in your coffin Dropped it down to the bed of the lake
