New York, California And Nowhere In Between - Dr. Acula

Can someone please find me a new trend

One that won’t lose its charm before it ends

A simple theme of air brushed tinted red

With her lose lips and charm it shall begin

Go for the throat lock in and say goodnight

I know this venture won’t be my last try

As for the families these rules don’t apply

Cause in the dead of night is when i strike

I swear to god we’ll fucking party tonight

Just like last night and the night before

New faces different places

But the graves all state the same

My thirst for blood has yet to be quenched

Patrol the moon with malicious intent

Soaked head to toe with last gasps of fear

Hit the road past the sun we disappear

The only moves to make are to get out fast

This time around you won’t be saved by the dance

As the king lays his crown on the thrown

His legacy shall continue as unknown

I hammer down the last nails in your coffin

Double-checked to not make a mistake

I hammer down the last nails in your coffin

Dropped it down to the bed of the lake