Jenee Halstead
bitten by the night
I spike my coffee in the morning
Drink from the bottle at night
I am not the person I used to be
Bathe by the light of the moon
Next to honeysuckle vines
Thereâs a darkness living on my street
Iâve been bitten by the night
Iâve been bitten by the night
Been sleeping with your ghost
Wandering the halls
Longing for some peace to come at last
Racing to the door
Heart pounding in my chest
Listening for footsteps of the past
Iâve been bitten by the night
Iâve been bitten by the night
Come morning you will find me
In the same place you used to be
In a shallow bed, shadows in my head
A restless symphony
Iâve been bitten by the night
Iâve been bitten by the night