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[Music: Fasciana; lyrics: Hoffmann] So, you think you've won Fucked up all my fun Reason that I live All that I can give I will find another The worse it will be You may have stopped this But you can't stop me! Staring at you, obsessing Grabbing for you, mind stressing Staring at you, obsessing Grabbing for you, mind stressing Stalk, scorned Again I will unleash This lust, it is my call I know that I feast Your body soon will fall Pray to the stalker Prey of the stalker Hiding in trees Peering through windows I see That which will be solely owned by me Stalking scorned From Letras Mania