Vampiro (part. Guilherme & Benuto)

This longing is a vampire
Clinging right to my neck
I'm already almost running out
Of love in my body

And when the Sun hides, I go out to the streets
To suck love from those who have no blame at all
Messing up a lot of people
There are innocent lips paying the price
Because of you

I wish I had my grip on your neck
Bite your throat
Scratch your skin, make your eyes roll
Drink your venom and not die a little

I wish I could feel something
Be less of a jerk, what you did to me
I end up doing to others
I'm creating a whole lot of brand-new vampires