Beezus Taylor and The Funeral Party - The Chase

You're a watercolor through the window
The sight of you is devastating from the outside looking in
And I can't wait to hold you tight
But the chase has always felt right for us
You were made in the image of Eve
Well I'm here to accelerate your fall, I'm here to take it all from you
And when you scream for Him my heart races
But there's no trace of God down here
She thrives on fear, I feast on it
My final girl would you stop running for one minute?
(Let me catch my breath)
I'll be your vice, I'll be your villain
Just come to me and all will be forgiven
I'll follow you to the end, my final girl would you stop running?
Your shoulder has skewed your view of me
Now there's no going back to how things were
Embrace the horrors you've endured my dear
And if killing me is your catharsis
Then you can slit my throat from ear to ear
She thrives on fear, I feast on it
My final girl would you stop running for one minute?
(Let me catch my breath)
I'll be your vice, I'll be your villain
Just come to me and all will be forgiven
I'll follow you to the end, my final girl would you stop running
Away, my final girl it would be better if you stayed
Delay the chase awhile, there's no one left, no where else to hide
In your dreams, under your bed
You can't escape, I'm in your head
She thrives on fear, I feast on it
She thrives on fear, I feast on it
She thrives on fear, I feast on it
She thrives on fear, I feast on it

Written by:
Kimberly Taylor

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