"Lunatic" lyrics

"Lunatic"

I can see the sorrow in your eyes
The fear in you will never die
The night has come, the moon is bright
You shout out loud
But no one can hear you

You will never understand the pain
I cut your warm and shivering skin
I see the horror in your face
I see the horror in your face

I am a lunatic
I come around to catch you
(To show you what I am)
I am a lunatic
I come around to catch you
(You can't escape from me)
I am a lunatic
I come around to catch you
(To show you what I am)
I am a lunatic
I come around to catch you
(You can't escape from me)

I play with you the whole night long
I make the in your eyes
Your life in predetermined by my hand
I can smell the fear in you
Your life will pass behind your eyes
After the sunrise, you can't escape
If they will find you, there's only rotten meat
If they will find you, there's only rotten meat

I am a lunatic
I come around to catch you
(To show you what I am)
I am a lunatic
I come around to catch you
(You can't escape from me)
I am a lunatic
I come around to catch you
(To show you what I am)
I am a lunatic
I come around to catch you
(You can't escape from me)


Writer(s): Christian Chris Pohl, Gordon Mocznay
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