The Midnight Man

I've heard of you before I've seen your face around He's coming closer, closer Please do not make a sound He's slippin farther in He thinks he's gonna win How did he fucking find you? Must Facebook remind you? He's rising from the grave It's your voice that he craves When you hear that sound It's your number he's found He's gonna come for you Even though you're through Leave his punk ass on read Better dead on read