History's Stranglers

Alright

I left with shaking hands, looking for danger

Details of modern love, in bed with strangers

And there is no warning, I'm not ignoring

I cut glass on my callused feet

'Cause I walk through miles of make shift mud

Mother fucker I want your blood

I got the hands of history's stranglers

And the midnight sky reflects off my skin

I got the flesh of a million strangers

You're never gonna see me closing in

Yeah, while you're sleeping

No need for safe return, is no need for your concern

There is no warning, I'm not ignoring

I follow you across the county lines

And these beads of sweat feel like a flood

You mother fucker I want your blood

I got the hands of history's stranglers

And the midnight sky reflects off my skin

I got the flesh of a million strangers

You're never gonna see me closing in

You're never gonna see me closing in

While you're sleeping

Breaking through your window, stabbing through your ribcage