Knives Are Dangerous, Kid, So Cut the Theatrics! Jhariah

[Verse]
Three in the morning, a tortured boy sings
A chilling song no one sings along
The streets are vacant of the throng
The right side of his head throbs where he
Met the losing end of a brawl
'cause prior that night was talking real tough
Thought he was big stuff, he tested his luck
He’s got this nagging, this itch of which he’s had quite enough
He looks for a victim to satisfy his taste for blood

[Pre-Chorus]
Breathe in, breath out, a car’s approaching now
Ya gotta give ’em a show, make your big debut
Start to walk with a limp, he rolls his window down
"Hey kid, where you going?"

[Chorus]
I’ve finally got you right where I want you
You don’t evеn know the half of what I’m gonna do
The rush crashes ovеr me like a wave in the sea
It floods all of my senses and tastes oh so sweet

[Verse 2]
Now, who’s that boy there? He should be wary
Of seedy characters in the night
Who find their prey in their headlights
He’s got it planned carefully
First, find a passerby (in the night)
Step two, advance carefully
Make sure you’re friendly (deadly)
Step three is essential, moment of truth
Ask ’em, "Where to?" Tell them so are you