Lyric Scorn

(Music: Fasciana; lyrics: Hoffmann)

So, you think you ve won
Fucked up all my fun
Reason that I live
All that I can give
I will find another
The worse it will be
You may have stopped this
But you can t stop me!

Staring at you, obsessing
Grabbing for you, mind stressing

Staring at you, obsessing
Grabbing for you, mind stressing
Stalk, scorned

Again I will unleash
This lust, it is my call
I know that I feast
Your body soon will fall
Pray to the stalker
Prey of the stalker

Hiding in trees
Peering through windows I see
That which will be solely owned by me
Stalking scorned