Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dominic Fike
Dominic Fike
Vocals
Todd Prichard
Todd Prichard
Guitar
Julián Cruz
Julián Cruz
Programming
The Roommates
The Roommates
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominic Fike
Dominic Fike
Songwriter
Sam Homaee
Sam Homaee
Songwriter
Jon Wienner
Jon Wienner
Songwriter
Julián Cruz
Julián Cruz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dominic Fike
Dominic Fike
Producer
Sam Homaee
Sam Homaee
Recording Engineer
Jon Wienner
Jon Wienner
Recording Engineer
Julián Cruz
Julián Cruz
Producer
The Roommates
The Roommates
Producer
Ryan Dulude
Ryan Dulude
Assistant Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I only showed up to tell ya
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Moving up under the moonlight
Like we're vampires
[Verse 2]
Baby, be careful inside where you step
Can you feel the weight of their eyes on your neck?
Passing you on the way down, descending the stairs
And the whole room is watching while pretending to dance
It was close 'cause I don't know if you're stand any chance
On your own but I know you didn't make any plans
[Verse 3]
And when the clock strikes twelve at night
You be doing hella white with someone you don't even like
Talking 'bout your life
[Verse 4]
One, two
Are we dead? Is this really red wine?
Were you feeling left out?
Take me back when I'm feeling stressed out
'Cause it's nearing that time
[Verse 5]
I only showed up to tell ya
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Moving up under the moonlight
Like we're vampires
[Verse 6]
They can tell that your mind is a mess
Take someone you don't even like to your bed
When it's over, you roll out, you come down the stairs
And there's no sound, the party vanished into thin air
Just like a ghost town, your best friends weren't even there
And then the whole time, you realised you don't even care
[Verse 7]
When the alarms strikes seven, light
Pouring on your feather white
Bed of white lies, last night was a set up
[Verse 8]
One, two
Are we dead? Is this really red wine?
Were you feeling left out?
Take me back when I'm feeling stressed out
'Cause it's nearing the time
[Verse 9]
I only showed up to tell ya
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Moving up under the moonlight
Like we're vampires
Written by: Dominic Fike, Jon Wienner, Julián Cruz, Matt Carlson, Sam Homaee
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