Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
Hafdís Huld
We live in a house with a blue door
When we're going out, they're coming home
And if sometimes all day, the curtains are drawn
It's just that we'd rather be left alone
They think we're vampires
That could be cool
But we're not vampires
We're just me and you
Here in the dark
Me and you and our little spark
They think we're vampires