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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 straight to her bedroom window for better focus
Hokus
I see the door's unlocked, I let in
for her room, with plans of murder and mayhem
There she go, there that lay
on this earth to my dismay
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm to vomit
I grab the knife out of my and jab it in her stomach
Again, and again and now she's like I care
But I could a fuck less
Before she dies I grab her by her soaked hair
And tell her gonna be alright 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 for one less bitch
it a trip?
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of in reverse
Bodies in the
Now life's gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to your ass good bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of in reverse
Bodies in the
Now your life's gone cause we you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, December '97
Time on the clock
Thinking bout sending to heaven
Or the
A fate of a lies in my hands I suppose
Now I'm wearing dark
Parked on the side
Peepin out the
Make sure seeing me
As I move to the trunk of the car
Up to the back door the crow bar
So far the plans fool
from the phone booth
Got the machine
on the scene
Kicked in the backdoor,
for the family dog Thor
Kicked em in the jaw the work boots
Knocked a couple loose
Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce
I smile
Break his neck and watch him on kitchen tile
Never liked him the day he tried to play 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 sheets and pillow
Fuck bitch
She's a cunt and her mothers nothing but a slut
Can't wait to her mouth shut
2:30 she returns home from
Nice blouse, shirt
Business attire for this for hire
the keys to the table, said baby are you home
Didn't expect to see Bones alone
And she's reaching for the telephone to call the
with the chord, now deceased
In the process of her
fucked her for demonstration
Let her know I know her faces
Now dead in the closet
Hangin out with all the winter
In the struggle suffered a bloody
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 cause we wanted you to die
Time to your ass good bye
ask why