Go out at night just to see a friend of mine
Sleep so tight, sleep well through the night
Cry, just cry, I like the sadness of your cries
Only my gun, only my knife
I will shut down your scared and your fright inside
Say what you want, do what you're told
You will not make it past the morning light
Leave while(?) it
You are not wanted
Sleep on your robe, my head is natural
Car is outside for your trip to the sky
Coming alive holding my knife
I will suck down your scared and your fright inside
Say what you want, do what you're told
You will not make it past the morning light