If you look close, you can see his disguise,
He's got the mind of a killer buried deep in his eyes,
It's a different mind than you and me,
One fueled by a pure sense of apathy,
Ta-Ta-Take blood just to get his fill,
He's got a demon inside
he can't seem to kill,
Another day, another dead,
Slash his knife 'til he sees red,
There's nothin' left,
but a drop between glass to stay,
Another life is taken away,
But not in haste, or for waste,
Just in time for him to get another taste,
Lost in a state of mind,
Lost looking for another of his kind,
But his lonely mind is his only friend,
His lonely friend will be with him to the end,
And she sang...

lonely whisper in your ear,
Saying the things you don't want to hear,
With a breath, you hear him say,
On this night, you will die this way,
You will die this way.

Yo it's a chilly evening on the westside,
And X 1 is snooping around a double- wide,
All of a sudden, a [bad word] through,
Rita's making dinner she wants you [bad word] too,
He doesn't get hungry when there's blood in the air,
This'll be quick she won't even know I was there,
Another day, another dead,
Something's wrong up in your head MR. X,
I gotta kill just to get some rest,
Another night, another bloody success,
Yo now it's clean-up time stash away the knives,
And the little brown box
holding so many lives,
I guess for some, it's easier to say,
Believe it or not, you gonna die this way.

lonely whisper in your ear,
Saying the things you don't want to hear,
With a breath, you hear him say,
On this night, you will die this way,
You will die this way.