My heart
Beating
My lungs
Breathing
How I miss those little things
I'm dead, yet alive
I can walk
I can talk
But I'm not human anymore
I feed on blood
The one thing I love
The sweet taste
A taste of pleasure
How I love it
But the way I get it
Makes me cry
I hate to ****
I'm no murderer
I'm just me
But I'm not human anymore