[Intro – Low whisper, glass clink]
First one broke me…
Second one taught me.
Pour it.
[Verse 1]
Night comes back like an old friend grinning, same streets, different hunger
Hands don’t shake now, breath stays even, thunder tucked under my tongue
I remember the weight, remember the sound, remember the room going still
But this time the fear ain’t screaming loud—this time it’s quiet and real
He ran. I smiled. That’s when I knew
The chase is the drug and the dark is the fuse
Heart clicks in time with the kick and snare
Every step’s a prayer I don’t say anywhere
[Pre-Chorus – Low growl]
I didn’t feel sick, I didn’t feel shame
I felt focused when I said his name
[Chorus – Screamed/Rapped]
SECOND KILL—felt the thrill ignite
SECOND KILL—learned I like the night
SECOND KILL—raised the glass, let it spill
Toast to the dead—GrebullG
[Verse 2]
Whiskey burns but it settles me down, amber truth in a cracked glass
Clink to the ghosts, they listen close, I drink slow, make it last
No more chaos, there’s order now, ritual carved in bone
One for the breath I took away, one for the throne I own
Knife don’t argue, it understands
It speaks in inches, it listens to hands
I don’t rush, I savor the breath
The moment right before the death
[Pre-Chorus – Whispered]
I don’t pray, I don’t beg
I just toast to who I left
[Chorus – Screamed/Rapped]
SECOND KILL—felt the thrill ignite
SECOND KILL—learned I like the night
SECOND KILL—raised the glass, let it spill
Toast to the dead—GrebullG
[Bridge – Half-time, guttural]
Clink.
Sip.
Silence sings.
This ain’t madness—this is me
Names fade, the ritual stays
One glass poured for yesterday
[Verse 3]
Sirens hum like a choir low, city breathing through my grin
I don’t hide from what I am now—I invite it in
First blood woke me from the lie
Second blood taught me why
There’s peace in the pattern, calm in the kill
A crown in the quiet, a sharpened will
[Final Chorus – All In]
SECOND KILL—path set in stone
SECOND KILL—never alone
SECOND KILL—glass raised high
Toast to the dead—tonight I thrive
[Outro – Whisper, glass set down]
First blood was an accident.
Second was a choice.
GrebullG
