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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I plan my
on papes 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 focus
Hokus
I see the unlocked, I let myself in
for her room, with plans of murder and mayhem
There she go, that bitch lay
Living on earth to my dismay
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm to vomit
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 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 it happened this way
Back in my daughters life
Ain't it a that it came to this
Life goes on for one less bitch
Ain't it a
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
Bodies in the
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 gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, 24th '97
on the clock 1:11
Thinking bout sending somebody to
Or the
A fate of a soul lies in my hands I
Now I'm dark clothes
on the side street
Peepin out the
Make sure nobody me
As I to the trunk of the stolen car
Up to the back with the crow bar
So far the plans proof
Called the phone booth
Got the message
Nobody's on the
Kicked in the backdoor,
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
Break his and watch him piss on kitchen tile
Never him since the day he tried to play me vile,
And to bite me
Stab a steak in his head
So for that man's best friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the masturbating
Cummin on the and pillow cases
Fuck bitch
She's just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a
Can't wait to seal her shut
she returns home from work
Nice blouse, shirt
Business attire for this hooker for
Threw the keys to the table, said are you home
Didn't to see Bones we're alone
And she's reaching for the telephone to the police
Strangled the chord, now deceased
In the of her suffocation
fucked her for demonstration
Let her know I know her many
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
all part of the plan
Don't think you see?
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of redrum in
Bodies in the
Now your gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why