Sometimes I think I'm a killer
I scared you in your house
I even scared myself by talking
About Dahmer on your couch
But I can't sleep next to a body
Even harmless in death
Plus, I'm pretty sure I'd miss you
And faking sleep to count your breath
Can the killer in me
Tame the fire in you?
Or is there nothing left to do for us?
there
talking
sometimes
think
something
scared
rotten
playlist
nothing
tired
pretty
dahmer
stupid
count
burned
chase
sleep
every
breath
harmless
machine
about
house
waiting
alive
keeps
barely
blood
faking
given
hungry
couch
killer
losing
death
myself
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