My room came alive, my dog just died, stacked thirteen pennies on his eyes.
I stared at the wall, it stared back at me,
it started to breath and then it started to bleed.

The moon cracked open and it started to flow, and my future was exposed.
The gods gave me my own show and they called it Transylvania 90210.

I had a plastic casket with candy bones inside.
I put the skeleton together and it came to life.
He said I looked bored, he took a knife from the drawer,
he said kill for me, what are you waiting for?