Too Fair for the Sun

[Verse 1 – Day Three]
Three days in town, I’m learning the streets
Smiles exchanged, and pulses skip beats
I linger in cafés, leave a trace behind
A subtle glance, they’re curious, inclined

[Chorus 1]
People always ask me, “Are you a vampire?”
Nah, baby—I just bite necks for fun

[Verse 2 – Night Out]
Evening falls, the crowd sways and hums
I slip through the bar, like I own the drums
A brush of a shoulder, a laugh that lingers
Fingers graze wrists, they can’t hide their shivers

[Chorus 2]
People always ask me, “Are you a vampire?”
Nah, baby—I’m allergic to garlic

[Verse 3 – Rumors Spread]
Word spreads fast, whispers fill the air
“They say he’s strange,” I catch them stare
I tilt my head, they sense something’s off
A flicker of teeth, a taste in the soft

[Chorus 3]
People always ask me, “Are you a vampire?”
Nah, baby—you’ll only see me at cocktail parties

[Guitar Solo] (smooth, teasing, slightly mischievous; mid-to-low gain, warm but biting tone; stepwise, seductive lines with playful bends and slides; light syncopation to mimic the pulse of the crowd; hammer-ons/pull-offs, occasional minor pentatonic licks, and a few long, lingering notes)

[Verse 4 – One Week In]
Seven days in, they think they’ve cracked me
Every corner, every doorway, eyes track me
I smirk, melt into corners they can’t outrun
Same question again—guess the joke’s just begun

[Chorus 4]
People always ask me, “Are you a vampire?”
Nah, baby—I’m too fair for the sun

Dark Finnish gothic/glam rock, love metal, sexy energy, mid-tempo, flirty chorus, deep gothic male baritone