My Story

Bouncin’ around in my brand new shoes;

life is great. I’m not singin’ the blues.

As the moon rises, in all its glory,

what happened that night - IS my story.

I’m all alone in town at night.

That alone should give you a fright.

Suddenly, my teeth hurt, so much pain.

God, I hope tonight I don’t kill again!

My bones break, my spine gets long.

Fur covers my body, right down to my bum.

The moon’s color matches my animal eyes.

Looks like I’m going to give someone a big surprise.

I’ll sink my teeth into your face.

You’ll regret the night you came to this place.

My freedom in a single silver bullet lies,

while I walk on all fours and at the moon -CRY.

Once I drink all of your blood,

nothing is left where you once stood.

I lick my lips, put lipstick back on.

I admire my new shoes again as I go home.

The moonlight fades on my way back.

I’ll just be a boring housewife til my next attack.

Nobody knows but I am bound by hell.

For now, that’s the most of my story I can tell.