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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
Nothing on papes and leave the scene without a
I'm dead in her face
But she see me
I'm
I head straight to her window for better focus
pokus
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 earth to my dismay
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm to vomit
I grab the knife out of my belt and jab it in her
Again, and again and now she's like I care
But I could give a less
Before she dies I grab her by her blood hair
And tell her shit's gonna be on my end
I'm glad it happened way
Back in my daughters life
Ain't it a shame that it to this
goes on except for one less bitch
Ain't it a
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 heard of redrum in
in the hearse
Now your life's gone cause we you to die
to kiss your ass good bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, December '97
Time on the 1:11
Thinking bout sending somebody to
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 sure seeing me
As I to the trunk of the stolen car
Up to the back door with the bar
So far the plans proof
Called from the phone
Got the message
Nobody's on the
in the backdoor, 1:34
Looking for the dog Thor
em in the jaw with the work boots
Knocked a couple teeth
em in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce
Then I
his neck and watch him piss on kitchen tile
Never liked him the day he tried to play me vile,
And tried to me
Stab a steak knife in his
So much for that man's best
Now I'm all up in the and
In the bedroom
on the sheets and pillow cases
Fuck bitch
She's just a cunt and her nothing but a slut
wait to seal her mouth shut
2:30 she home from work
blouse, tight shirt
Business attire for hooker for hire
the keys to the table, said baby are you home
Didn't expect to see we're alone
And she's reaching for the telephone to the police
Strangled with the chord, now
In the of her suffocation
Finger her for demonstration
Let her I know her many faces
Now she's dead in the
Hangin out all the winter clothes
In the struggle a bloody nose
But I'm straight
As I move to the bathroom to wash my
It's all of the plan
think you understand see?
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's gone cause we you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why