[Verse 1] I came from a castle with the shutters half-bent, Candle wax puddled like a last expense. Count in the ledger, cold in the spine, Heir to the night with a borrowed design. I sip on the drama, let the hush do the work, Every old rumor got a fang in the church. Fine bone china, bad manners, sharp grin, I don’t enter rooms — I arrive like sin. Pale as the page where the curse got penned, Speaking in shadows to the living and dead. I keep my thoughts in a velvet-lined box, Smile like a saint with a key to the locks. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the floorboards talk, When I cross that hall. You can lock your pulse, I can hear it all. [Chorus] Dracula, Dracula, come with the dark Dracula, Dracula, I leave a mark Dracula, Dracula, cold as the moon One little bite and the whole room swoons [Verse 2] I’m a relic with teeth and a terrible taste, Old-world manners with a predator’s grace. Count on my patience, don’t count on your luck, I turn your brave face into candlewax stuff. Got a thousand-year stare in a tailored black coat, Every thin compliment a knife in the throat. I flirt with the dawn like I don’t know her name, Then vanish before she can ruin my game. I’ve seen empires rot in a goblet of red, Kings beg for mercy with a prayer in their head. Still I’m weirdly amused by the fuss and the fear, The same little heartbeat, year after year. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the floorboards talk, When I cross that hall. You can lock your pulse, I can hear it all. [Chorus] Dracula, Dracula, come with the dark Dracula, Dracula, I leave a mark Dracula, Dracula, cold as the moon One little bite and the whole room swoons [Bridge] Under the dust, I’m a hungry old poem, A nobleman ghost in a blood-red loam. Love me, fear me, both feel the same, When you say my name, you don’t say it tame. I’m not a beast, I’m a history lesson, A polished obsession with a midnight expression. And if I look deep, it’s because I can’t help Seeing my own grave in the shadow of self. [Chorus] Dracula, Dracula, come with the dark Dracula, Dracula, I leave a mark Dracula, Dracula, cold as the moon One little bite and the whole room swoons
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