I'm really unsure...if I'm a vampire Before I take a drink...I wonder should I be biting her When you kill my friends out in the pale moon light I wonder, am I a creature of the night
How'm I gonna eat, when the sun rises this morning How'm I gonna eat, when your blood's sucked dry How'm I gonna eat, when my teeth grow long and pointy Are rats all I'll need when I'm hungary, how'm I gonna eat.
Where you used to stab all the vampires backs ...They'd disappear into ash A fetish that I can't ignore ...Like wood stakes in your dresser drawers. And the hours that you spend working out and kick boxing Make me wish that...we were necking
How'm I gonna eat, when Buffy no longer loves me How'm I gonna eat, when the writers kill me How'm I gonna eat, when the Goth scene's too depressing Will I be like Mr. T, in a spinoff series, how'm I gonna eat.
pch How'm I gonna eat when Buffy's ratings finally fall How'm I gonna eat...
mid Gonna get my own TV show They'll call it \"Angel\" named after me you know I gonna taste leading role success So they won't just think of me ...as the living dead, living dead
How'm I gonna eat, when they typecast me How'm I gonna eat How'm I gonna eat