Idioma Origen:
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
T-t-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, lookin' for another of his kind
But his lonely mind is his only friend,
his lonely friend will be with him til the end and she sang
A 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
It's a chilly evening on the West Side,
and D E X is snoopin' around a double wide
All of sudden a page comes through,
Rita's makin' dinner she wants you to come too
He doesn't get hungry when theres blood in the air,
this will be quick he won?t even know I was there
Another day another dead,
somethings wrong up in your head mr. D E X
Gotta kill just to get some rest
another night another bloody success
Now it's clean up time stash away the knives,
and the little brown box holdin' so many lives
I guess for some it's easier to say,
believe it or not, you?re gonna die this way
A 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
Idioma Destino:
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
T-t-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, lookin' for another of his kind
But his lonely mind is his only friend,
his lonely friend will be with him til the end and she sang
A 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
It's a chilly evening on the West Side,
and D E X is snoopin' around a double wide
All of sudden a page comes through,
Rita's makin' dinner she wants you to come too
He doesn't get hungry when theres blood in the air,
this will be quick he won?t even know I was there
Another day another dead,
somethings wrong up in your head mr. D E X
Gotta kill just to get some rest
another night another bloody success
Now it's clean up time stash away the knives,
and the little brown box holdin' so many lives
I guess for some it's easier to say,
believe it or not, you?re gonna die this way
A 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