The Last Laugh

Keep looking at me

See all my fauts

Picking my eyelids

Mistakes on the walls

Making it fine

For you to go on

Keep bringing me down now

'cause you've got

Nothing on your own

Whistling in the dark

I'm coming for you

When you least expect it

When nothing feels threatening

My hand on your mouth

I'm slitting your throat

You're trying to scream now

But you are nothing on your own

The morning sun

Keeps following me

While you're in the shadow

Smearing your sunscreen

Got nothing to fear

My conscience is clean

Down at the bottom

You will pay for what you did

And you are nothing on your own