I've been thinking of a way to kill you
Is that so wrong of me?
Dreaming of you bleeding on the ground at my feet...
It's quite the fantasy

Thinking of the look on your face after being stabbed a few times
Wickedly smiling as I lick the blood from my knife
Does that hurt?
I'm sorry, not in the slightest
I want you to know I plan on seeing you dead tonight

Undressing you with my mind, but don't get me wrong
Not to see you naked
Only to imagine the way your insides look pulled out of your body
I'm curious to see how far they'll stretch
Reading the lies from your insides as if they were a book

I keep dreaming of my hands around your neck
Bleeding the color from those pretty little eyes of yours
Your face is beginning to get pale
The aroma of death will rise from your pores
Do you miss these arms?
Here, take them; they're yours
But no longer to keep you warm and safe at night
Instead they'll choke the life from you until your veins run white


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