Sleep tight tonight babe,
I\'ve been thinking a lot lately,
As I stand over your resting face with a blade,
Listening to every breath you take quietly.
I\'ve been thinking about your secrets, and this fear is begining to take control,
So with cold eyes, I stare at you cuddled up in blankets, the adrenaline begins to creep in and take hold. My hands begin to shake, my heart begins to pound and my chest begins to quake to the rythom, the rythom of this premedatative state. Thinking, can I kill everything I hate?
Do I want this, I ask myself.
Will it in the end, help me with my personal wealth?
I pull the knife up, over your back, I begin to sweat, and the room is pitch black. I pull away and let the knife rest at my side. I\'ve decided this isn\'t something I want to hide, for the rest of my miserable life.