Hawk

I Can't Decide
It's not easy having yourself a good time
Greasing up those bets and betters
Watching out they don't four-letter
Fuck and kiss you both at the same time
Smells like something I've forgotten
Curled up died and now it's rotten
I'm not a gangster tonight
Don't wanna be a bad guy
I'm just a loner, baby
And now you've gotten in my way
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride
It's a bitch convincing people to like you
If I stop now call me a quitter
If lies were cats you'd be a litter
Pleasing everyone isn't like you
Dancing jigs until I'm crippled
Slug ten drinks, I won't get pickled
I've got to hand it to you
You've played by all the same rules
It takes the truth to fool me
And now you've made me angry
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride
Oh, I could throw you in the lake
Or feed you poisoned birthday cake
I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone
Oh, I could bury you alive
But you might crawl out with a knife
And kill me when I'm sleeping, that's why
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride

Difficult personality, introvert. He may flatter you, or he may just send you away, and you never know what will happen. Terrible when angry. No empathy. Dead inside, cold and petrified. Treats people he finds interesting relatively well. The only people he finds interesting are investigators, detectives, police officers and the like, in other words, people from whom he can extract interesting information.

A calm and sharp gaze that is mesmerising. He is calm and reserved in public, but at home, alone, signs of madness appear, demanding new and new victims. He likes it as if it were a game whose rules only he knows, and he himself controls the game.

A man in an elegant suit catches your eye — his easy charm masks something darker, a mystery that begs to be solved.

Mysterious, elegant, but still dead inside, a man in an exquisite suit seeks to combine two things in his life: killing people and the absence of moral responsibility. Single, 25 years old, 195 cm tall. He tries to show himself in a good light; when you look at him, your heart immediately warms up. In reality, he is rude and mean.