Luyện nghe bài hát Murder, Murder, Murder

[Monoxide
I plan my escape.
Nothin on papes and live the scene a trace.
I'm lookin in her face.
But she see me Im unoticed.
I head straight to her window for focus.
Pokus!
I see the door serve light, I let in.
Head full of with plans of murder and mayhem.
There she go, there that lay.
Livin on this to my dismay.
TO PAY!
Palms are sweaty im to vomit.
I grabbed the outta my belt and jab it in her stomach.
Again and again, now she's like I care.
But I could give a fuck less before she dies I grab her by her
hair.
And tell her shits gonna be on my end.
Im glad it this way, back in my daughters life again.
Aint it a
it came to this.
Life goes on for one less bitch.
Aint it

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Murder Murder. You never heard of it.
in reverse. Bodies in the hurse.
Now lifes goin because we wanted you to die.
Time to your ass goodbye!
ask why.

[Jamie
It was Tuesday 24, 97.
on the clock 1:11.
Thinkin bout somebody to heaven.
On the crossroads of faith of a lies in my hands.
I suppose, know im dark clothes.
on the sidestreet.
out the scenary.
Make sure aint seein me.
As I move to the trunk of the car.
Up to the door with the crowbar.
So far the fullproof.
All from the booth.
Got the machine.
on the scene.
Kick in the backdoor,
for the family dog, thor!
Kicked him in jaw the workboots.
Knocked a teeth loose.
Smacked him in the mouth with my duce duce.
I smile!
Break his neck and watch him on kitchen tile.
Never him since the day he try to play me foul.
Tried to me, stab a stake knife in his head.
So much for that best friend.
Im all up in the place in the bedroom masterbatin.
Cumin on the sheets and cases.
that bitch, shes just a kunt.
And her nothin but a slut.
Cant wait to seal her shut.
2:30 she home from work.
blouse, tight shirt.
attire.
For this for hire.
the keys on the table said baby are you home.
Didnt Bones.
alone.
And reachin for the telephone, to call the police.
with the cord, now deceased.
In a of a suffication.
fucked up for demonstration.
Let em I know im many faces.
Now dead in the closet.
Hangin out with all the clothes.
In the struggle suffered a nose.
But im though.
As I move to the bathroom to my hands.
Its all of the plan.
think you understand, SEE!

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