I want to play with the toys
Turn on the stereo and hear the radio noise
Hear my sister scream about the back street boys
And oh, feel the world as it annoys.
But life is not as it seems- it’s not so great
I don’t have a sister but just a horrid fate
Being a vampire- it’s horrible, to translate
You have no love, no life, no soul mate.
So I go to rest, to sulk, to pout
Because I cannot change what has been brought about
I’ll have to go away, having life without
Not being able to scream, screech or shout
I’ll cry
I’ll say goodbye
Seethe deep blue sky
And then I will die.
