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Puddles of bloodstains on the floor was all that they could findThey knew he's insane and he'd kill again but they didn't act in timeNever a witness, never a clue. no one heard the criesThere isn't a suspect, they don't have a lead. I ask "can they solve thecrime?"Killer on the looseDown goes the sun, now the night has begun and there's panic on the streetsSwift as the wind as the fear's settin' in cause tonight nobody sleepsThere isn't a motive, no sign of remorse. there's no clue to where he creepsHe's wicked, he's out there. an evil disorder, lusting while he reapsThere's a killer on the looseA whisper, a shadow, you feel he's behind youYour heart's beating faster, you're reaching for airAttack from the blind side, the gash spills your insidesYou beg for your life but you know, he don't carePuddles of blood smeared on the wall, now he's toying with their mindsChecking the score we see the cops have nil and the killer stands at nineNever a witness, there's never a clue. they wait, who'll be next in lineThere isn't a suspect, they don't have a lead. I ask "can they solve thecrime?"
Puddles of bloodstains on the floor was all that they could findThey knew he's insane and he'd kill again but they didn't act in timeNever a witness, never a clue. no one heard the criesThere isn't a suspect, they don't have a lead. I ask "can they solve thecrime?"Killer on the looseDown goes the sun, now the night has begun and there's panic on the streetsSwift as the wind as the fear's settin' in cause tonight nobody sleepsThere isn't a motive, no sign of remorse. there's no clue to where he creepsHe's wicked, he's out there. an evil disorder, lusting while he reapsThere's a killer on the looseA whisper, a shadow, you feel he's behind youYour heart's beating faster, you're reaching for airAttack from the blind side, the gash spills your insidesYou beg for your life but you know, he don't carePuddles of blood smeared on the wall, now he's toying with their mindsChecking the score we see the cops have nil and the killer stands at nineNever a witness, there's never a clue. they wait, who'll be next in lineThere isn't a suspect, they don't have a lead. I ask "can they solve thecrime?"