A quiet person I am
A murder they seek
How do they know the murder isn't me
I sneak around and play in the dark
I have knifes in my hand and wounds on my face
I have a tied shoe and a shoe without a lace
Some of the victims were stab and some were hung
A shoe laces to the neck never hurt anyone
A silent death they went in peace
Everyone one is being questions
That is besides me
People are dropping like flies as they die in my dream
They took me to the police station where I had a dream
My dream was I killed the whole team
I woke up with no body there
All the was were red walls and a stench of death in the air
I look all around and realize their all dead
Maybe they should have questioned me first instead
