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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
Nothing on and leave the scene without a trace
I'm lookin' dead in her
But she see me
I'm
I head straight to her bedroom window for better
pokus
I see the door's unlocked, I let in
Head for her room, with of murder and mayhem
There she go, that bitch lay
Living on this to my dismay
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm about to
I the knife out of my belt and jab it in her stomach
Again, and and now she's screaming like I care
But I could give a fuck
Before she dies I grab her by her blood soaked
And her shit's gonna be alright on my end
I'm glad it happened way
Back in my life again
Ain't it a shame it came to this
Life goes on except for one bitch
it a trip?
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's gone we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of redrum in
in the hearse
Now your life's gone we wanted you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, 24th '97
Time on the 1:11
Thinking sending somebody to heaven
Or the
A fate of a soul in my hands I suppose
Now I'm wearing dark
Parked on the side
Peepin out the
Make nobody seeing me
As I move to the trunk of the car
Up to the door with the crow bar
So far the plans fool
from the phone booth
Got the message
on the scene
Kicked in the backdoor,
Looking for the family dog
em in the jaw with the work boots
Knocked a teeth loose
Smacked em in the mouth my empty deuce deuce
Then I
Break his neck and watch him on kitchen tile
Never liked him since the day he tried to me vile,
And tried to me
a steak knife in his head
So for that man's best friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the bedroom
Cummin on the and pillow cases
that bitch
She's a cunt and her mothers nothing but a slut
Can't to seal her mouth shut
she returns home from work
Nice blouse, shirt
Business attire for this for hire
Threw the keys to the table, baby are you home
Didn't expect to see Bones we're
And she's reaching for the to call the police
Strangled the chord, now deceased
In the of her suffocation
Finger her for demonstration
Let her know I know her faces
Now dead in the closet
Hangin out with all the winter
In the struggle a bloody nose
But I'm though
As I move to the to wash my hands
It's all part of the
Don't think you understand
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