Lyrics The Prowler - F.K.Ü.

The Prowler

A Dear John letter from his sweetheart
The trigger that made his world fall apart
A maniac on the prowl for a thrill
With a sadistic twist he starts to kill
Avenge the betrayal suffered years ago
Those lying bastards just had to go
Die a violent death, eternal damnation
As the blood flows, a strange sensation
If he wants you, he will get you
If he gets you, you’ll wish you were dead
The Prowler, back from world war two
The Prowler, now he’s looking for you
It’s not over yet for this insane vet
He is having a ball killing them all
He’s The Prowler, returns to Avalon Bay
Overcharged with hate and spite
Out for revenge, will slaughter tonight
Prone to that dangerous contact
Adrenaline flows as the victims fight back
If he wants you, he will get you
If he gets you, you’ll wish you were dead
The Prowler, back from world war two
The Prowler, now he’s looking for you
It’s not over yet for this insane vet
He is having a ball killing them all
He’s The Prowler, returns to Avalon Bay
If he wants you, he will get you
If he gets you, you’ll wish you were dead
The Prowler, back from world war two
The Prowler, now he’s looking for you
It’s not over yet for this insane vet
He is having a ball killing them all
He’s The Prowler, on this hate-filled graduation day