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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
Nothing on papes and leave the scene a trace
I'm lookin' dead in her
But she see me
I'm
I head to her bedroom window for better focus
Hokus
I see the unlocked, I let myself in
Head for her room, with of murder and mayhem
There she go, there that lay
Living on this earth to my
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm about to
I grab the out of my belt and jab it in her stomach
Again, and again and now she's screaming like I
But I could a fuck less
she dies I grab her by her blood soaked hair
And tell her shit's gonna be on my end
I'm glad it happened way
in my daughters life again
Ain't it a shame that it came to
Life goes on except for one less
it a trip?
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's gone we wanted you to die
to kiss your ass good bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, December '97
on the clock 1:11
Thinking bout sending to heaven
Or the
A fate of a soul lies in my I suppose
Now I'm dark clothes
Parked on the side
Peepin out the
Make sure nobody me
As I move to the trunk of the car
Up to the door with the crow bar
So far the fool proof
Called the phone booth
Got the message
on the scene
Kicked in the backdoor,
Looking for the dog Thor
em in the jaw with the work boots
Knocked a couple teeth
Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce
Then I
Break his neck and watch him piss on tile
Never liked him since the day he tried to me vile,
And to bite me
Stab a knife in his head
So for that man's best friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the masturbating
on the sheets and pillow cases
Fuck bitch
She's just a cunt and her mothers but a slut
Can't wait to seal her mouth
2:30 she returns home work
blouse, tight shirt
Business attire for hooker for hire
Threw the to the table, said baby are you home
Didn't to see Bones we're alone
And she's reaching for the to call the police
with the chord, now deceased
In the of her suffocation
Finger fucked her for
Let her know I know her many
Now she's dead in the
Hangin out with all the clothes
In the struggle suffered a nose
But I'm though
As I move to the bathroom to my hands
all part of the plan
Don't think you understand
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of redrum in
Bodies in the
Now your life's gone we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why