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Under cover of darkness

You get those who cannot see through you yet

To take you places and get your things

You ignore the ones you've left behind

For this is your way of moving on



You've shut the door on them

It doesn't matter if they were nice to you or not

You've used them for what you wanted and/or needed

So you don't care anymore

You never cared to begin with



But i just bide my time now plotting your demise

For it will come

And i will strike

But you wont know what hit you



I'll be gone before you realise i was there

You can live in your cardboard box

But boxes burn baby

I got matches

Thats all i'll need



A fire doesn't have to kill you to take your life

But i needn't take your life

I only need to leave you with as many scars as you've left me