You can try and try but you know you won't get very far.
See I got you in my grasp.
I can calculate every move that you make as you're
falling from grace. Don't mistake my intentions.
How can you deny, and how can you justify?
Now you're looking inside of yourself but there's nothing to reflect upon.
You're looking behind with regret.
Face the fact that you...
Murder.
Murderer.
It's been time after time and you plan your attack
just for me. I raise no flags of surrender.
How can I escape if I hesitate than this time it might
be too late. Please excuse my discretion.
