Late at night
Deep within the shadows of my mind
Horrors you will find
On dim lit streets
I don't talk to people that I meet
I just hear their screams
And I know, where to go
And I know just what to say
To make them go my way
Dead of night, what a fright
And they won't see the daylight
If I have my way
They come with me
I love to show them things they've never seen
Down a dead end street
And I know, where to go
And I know just what to say
To make them go my way
Dead of night, what a fright
And they won't see the daylight
If I have my way
It's in their eyes
The look of disgust horror and surprise
When they see my knife
And I know, where to go
And I know just what to say
To make them go my way
Dead of night, what a fright
And they won't see the daylight
If I have my way
