Bump i natten pov - på nära håll och extremt personlig

I'm one of the things that go bump in the night Creeping up on your woman looking for something to bite

And I'll jump in it right when I get her up over my crib Her desire I will apprehend, extreme pleasure and pain

Is what will happen when we make love My taste buds will taste blood when she wakes up

Her grave's dug, the face of a monster We'll greet her with a scary surprise

Drink from me and live forever or get buried alive Very deprived of memories so at night I'm out robbing