The Observer by Decimator
Tonight I watch to find the next one, in the furious
beating of the night
Empty hole inside, I pretend very well, And I never felt
anything
Now that you're mine, fear lingers on your skin, I see
panic jumping from your eyes
My world is better, anger flood the land, killing makes
me feel so good
I watch, I hope .. do all right to find the next one
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