Verse 1

"I'll find you and I'll kill you",

Not so funny when someone actually implies it.

Then you're paranoid that they

Are following you even through the busy street.

Verse 2

"I'll find you and I'll kill you",

Oh, but I'm only thirteen, oh, please, I'm just a kid.

I've got beyblades in my drawer,

Not swords and knives and guns to make you bleed.

Pre-chorus

And days turn into years,

There's a bleeding blinding fear

Echoing through every stride,

As I try desperately to run and hide.

Chorus

Yeah, I used to dream of that for years.

But somewhere in the darkest dreams,

Somewhere in the middle of all my fears,

I snatched your knife and stabbed you with it.

I woke up, but I didn't flinch an inch.

And I haven't been scared ever since.

Verse 3

Oh, I'll kill you before I die,

This I swore every time I tried to catch my breath,

After a phone call from a stalker,

A fine reminder that I was still running from death.

Verse 4

"I'll find you and I'll kill you",

Oh, but I'm only thirteen, oh, please, your son's my age.

How can you be this heartless?

What kind of human can be blinded by this kind of rage?

Pre-chorus

And days turn into years,

There's a bleeding blinding fear

Echoing through every stride,

As I try desperately to run and hide.

Chorus

Yeah, I used to dream of that for years.

But somewhere in the darkest dreams,

Somewhere in the middle of all my fears,

I snatched your knife and stabbed you with it.

I woke up, but I didn't flinch an inch.

And I haven't been scared ever since.

Bridge

You haven't killed me yet.

Maybe you'll pull the trigger on me some day.

But one thing I learnt about my fate,

Is I'm here to suffer, and that requires me stay

ALIVE.

Yes, I'm alive,

Right before your eyes,

Kill me now, I'm not afraid.

Before I die, I'll make sure you're dead.

Stab your heart with my nails,

THIRTEEN'S THE AGE FOR FAIRYTALES,

Not bowing to God to pray

That I'm granted one more day

To be ALIVE.

(Instrumental)

"I'll find you and I'll kill you",

And I swore I'll find you and kill you too,

Even if it's the last thing that I ever do.

Pre-chorus

And days turn into years,

There's a bleeding blinding fear

Echoing through every stride,

As I try desperately to run and hide.

Chorus

Yeah, I used to dream of that for years.

But somewhere in the darkest dreams,

Somewhere in the middle of all my fears,

I snatched your knife and stabbed you with it.

I woke up, but I didn't flinch an inch.

And I haven't been scared ever since.