She runs and runs but no one ever comes.
As I watch her, she can't see me.
The cold surrounds her, a little uneasy.
An intuition, can you blame her? Listen deeper.
Fight or flight suppressed inside. No, not ever.
Time to strike and quick to bite, incased in metal so she can't fight.
A random act so calculated, tell no one that's how I play it.
She calls and strains, no sight.
Immersed in dark delight.
Afraid, she longs for home. (silent praying)
Half dead and now she knows. No one's waiting.
It's my game. We've never spoken.
They're all the same. Once they're broken.
There may be others, she keeps trying. The visions taunt her.
How can she live and just keep dying? An endless nightmare.
No one else can see her bleeding, no one else can hear her screaming.
It's hard to stop these things I do; it's hard to stop when no one knows you.
She breathes and breathes but she will never leave.
Liar, lover. She's a half dead bitch.
Teaser, freeze her. She's a half dead bitch.
Take her, replace her. She's a half dead bitch.
