Bump in the night pov - z bliska i niezwykle osobisty

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