Zach Bryan - Cold Damn Vampires

Them damn, cold vampires, been keeping me awake
Tryna' build an empire of 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
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 blood suckers at least a four inch blade away
A four inch blade away

Then damn, cold vampires
Been keeping me awake
Tryna' build an empire of the 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

Well, so you want to 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

Then damn, cold vampires
Been keeping me awake
Tryna' build an empire of the 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
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

Then damn, cold vampires
Been keeping me awake
Tryna' build an empire of 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
Ties to this machine
Your ties to the machine

Written by:
Zachary Lane Bryan

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