"Serial Killer" lyrics

"Serial Killer"

Everyone around you suffocates
And I can see your madness rip your brain
And I can see the bodies on the wall

And all the nightmare dreams I can't recall come

I can see the future boiling up around, I'm so afraid
Someone told you, "Make her half the girl she used to be alive"
I can feel the fire, crawling on you like you're Superman
But I would pay to watch you burn

All the love you have disintegrates
No one saved you but your apathy
I can see the knives hung on the wall

All the blood-stained dreams I can't recall come

I can see the future boiling up around, I'm so afraid
Someone told you "Make her half the girl she used to be alive"
I can feel the fire, crawling on you like you're Superman
But I would pay to watch you burn

Take back this pain you gave
Take back this pain you gave
Take back this pain you gave
Take back this pain you gave
Take back this pain you gave
Take back this pain you gave
Take back this pain you gave

All the love you have disintegrates
All that saved you was your apathy
I remember all the knives you hung
And all the bodies stretched across the wall
All the drama that they made me think
Couldn't be real, must be fake
Well I can see the bodies on the wall

All the nightmare dreams I can't recall come

I can see the future boiling up around, I'm so afraid
Someone told you "Make her half the girl she used to be alive"
I can feel the fire, crawling on you like you're Superman
But I would pay to watch you burn

I wanna watch you burn
I wanna watch you burn
I wanna watch you burn
I wanna watch you burn
I wanna watch you burn
I wanna watch you burn
I wanna watch you burn


Writer(s): Edu Monteiro, Andre Dos Santos Ros Graca
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