One of those sleepless nights Put my jacket on And the knife in my pocket Started walking down the street If I saw him I would kill him this time Just around the corner of his creepy yellow old apartment Crowd was cheering for his blood Let kill him! Kill him this time! Blood on my hand Music is too loud Perfect night for a sinful love Perfect night for a sinful love Blood on my hand Music is too loud Perfect night for a sinful love Perfect crowd for a murder night I chased him till the end End of the world we had There was anger and sadness Thirst for blood made me grab the knife Stab you on the sight It was nothing but madness Crowd was happy as I walked in the club Smoked a cigarette It was filled with darkness As I dance to my favorite song I felt nothing inside I felt nothing inside Blood on my hand Music is too loud Perfect night for a sinful love Perfect night for a sinful love Blood on my hand Music is too loud Perfect night for a sinful love Perfect crowd for a murder night Blood on my hand Music is too loud Perfect night for a sinful love Perfect night for a sinful love Blood on my hand Music is too loud Perfect night for a sinful love Perfect crowd for a murder night