Independents In For The Kill
She's like a damsel in distress, oh yesPutting all her
men to the ultimate test, all laid to rest
Later she's like a wolf on the prowl at night
Searching, sucking jugular veins of all life
One day she'll find her man
They'll live together forever, hand in hand
Love will conquer the blood lust thrill
There'll be no more reason to go in for the kill
But till then she walks the endless night
Bleeding heart with no relief in sight
Searching the world for someone to hold
There's nothing out there to bring her warmth, she's
forever cold
