They don't attack from behind,
With a dagger big as an arm.
They don't creep up in house
From unlatched windows.
They don't poison your coffee,
While you look away.
They don't shoot you with a gun
While they stand in front of you.
They'll tell you they love you
And gain your trust..
They'll take you to places,
You have never been to..
They sing you lullabies,
Till you fall asleep on their shoulders..
They'll touch your heart,
And own your soul..
Then they'll walk away
And let you fall apart
Till you drown in your own tears
Or hang yourself to death..
People think it's a suicide
While they enjoy watching
Their handicraft of killing in silence..
And let you fall apart
Till you drown in your own tears
Or hang yourself to death..
People think it's a suicide
While they enjoy watching
Their handicraft of killing in silence..