On This Cold Night - Laconic

Ive watched you for days

Weeks and months

Hoping that you could give me what i want

There is a knock at the door

On this cold night please answer it now and meet my knife

Are you thinking of me

Im thinking of you

I can see your lips change color to the deepest shade of blue

Don’t raise your voice don’t make a sound

No one will know you’ll never be found

I love the feeling just watching you die

As you bleed from the wounds from my 45

Make sure im okay