The Night Stalker
Sometimes just wanna kill you
The only thing that's stopping me
Is the sound of your piercing screams
Fuck the internet girl
I know where you live
Stalking you in person
Comes with more of a purpose
If this story gets to surface
Ima have to hurt us
Both
Keep your eyes closed
I don't want you exposed
To the dark
It'd be a shame if I had to eat your heart
Cannibal like Hannibal Lecter
Skipped both my lectures
To watch you walk to class
God bless that ass in those yoga pants
See through material
What that mouth do after your cereal
I don't want to kill you girl
But I will yo, I am totally serial
Stalking you at night
Has become the light
In my hopeless life
I even put down my knife
I am the crypt keeper and the night stalker
Ain't scared of death I'm the grim reaper
Where are my peoples
They can't feel me I'm Jeepers Creepers
Homicide on my mind, oh lord not again
You don't know it yet but I swear this the end
You crossed me bitch, do I look like a street
Thinking about you got me contemplating heat
Killing in the name of heartbreak
Writing you anonymous letters, like meet me by the lake
I think I gave Analog one too many plays
Just look in my direction girl you can make my day
Or blow my life to pieces
My brand new vans now covered in creases
From climbing the tree outside your house
To look inside your room
And watch you undress
I confess, I must be obsessed
But no one to confess to
I need mental assistance
You don't know my name or of my existence
Stalking you at night
Has become the light
In my hopeless life
I even put down my knife
I am the crypt keeper and the night stalker
Ain't scared of death I'm the grim reaper
Where are my peoples
They can't feel me I'm Jeepers Creepers
And I sometimes just wanna kill you
The only thing that's stopping me
Is the sound of your piercing screams
That keep replaying in my broken dreams
Dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams
The only thing that's stopping me
Is the sound of your piercing screams
Fuck the internet girl
I know where you live
Stalking you in person
Comes with more of a purpose
If this story gets to surface
Ima have to hurt us
Both
Keep your eyes closed
I don't want you exposed
To the dark
It'd be a shame if I had to eat your heart
Cannibal like Hannibal Lecter
Skipped both my lectures
To watch you walk to class
God bless that ass in those yoga pants
See through material
What that mouth do after your cereal
I don't want to kill you girl
But I will yo, I am totally serial
Stalking you at night
Has become the light
In my hopeless life
I even put down my knife
I am the crypt keeper and the night stalker
Ain't scared of death I'm the grim reaper
Where are my peoples
They can't feel me I'm Jeepers Creepers
Homicide on my mind, oh lord not again
You don't know it yet but I swear this the end
You crossed me bitch, do I look like a street
Thinking about you got me contemplating heat
Killing in the name of heartbreak
Writing you anonymous letters, like meet me by the lake
I think I gave Analog one too many plays
Just look in my direction girl you can make my day
Or blow my life to pieces
My brand new vans now covered in creases
From climbing the tree outside your house
To look inside your room
And watch you undress
I confess, I must be obsessed
But no one to confess to
I need mental assistance
You don't know my name or of my existence
Stalking you at night
Has become the light
In my hopeless life
I even put down my knife
I am the crypt keeper and the night stalker
Ain't scared of death I'm the grim reaper
Where are my peoples
They can't feel me I'm Jeepers Creepers
And I sometimes just wanna kill you
The only thing that's stopping me
Is the sound of your piercing screams
That keep replaying in my broken dreams
Dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams
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Writer(s): Alfonso Steel
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