It's time to go
They want me to stay
But they can't keep me
I walk today
Now run away
Cause nothings stopping me now
Oh, what do I feel?
A sensational purge of will
Now the urge is back to kill
With these fingers of steal
Lost in the dark
I see you there
I start creeping
You look around
No one is found
Cause no one else is here
Oh it is so real
The sensation that I feel
Every time I go to kill
With my fingers of steal