Killer Goner
Meds after meds after meds, I wonder if it’s because I see holes in my head, Pills after pills after pills after pills, Or maybe it’s because I have a tendance to kill. To me it’s a game, I find it funny, To feel human pain is amusing to me, To hear them suffer is Mozart to my ears, Beethoven himself would be brought to tears. When the blood starts spilling, Mine starts boiling, My body shivers and my heart get’s pumping, Splatters of red is beauty at its best. You see the body and the blood tells the rest. Knife on the neck, ready to slice, Life on the deck and I’m eager to strike, The sound of the steel cutting flesh, is calming, The fear in their eyes is almost arousing. The Problem is, can’t hide anymore, Too many bodies behind my backdoor, Neighbours suspect, the police as well, My fight is done, here comes the bell, (Whispered) Policemen come, 16 to get me, All as wild as the Serengeti, With passion and smiles, here come the cuffs, I see their eyes, they all hate my guts. Meds after meds after meds, I wonder if it’s because I see holes in my head, Pills after pills after pills after pills, Or maybe it’s because I have a tendance to kill. To me it’s a game, I find it funny, To feel human pain is amusing to me, To hear them suffer is Mozart to my ears, Beethoven himself would be brought to tears. Landing in my cell, I feel nothing anymore, My only fear is to miss my encore, Who will deliver divine justice, Where will I find, my inner fullness, My unique talent in this god damn life, Is to open throats and to dissect eyes, How will I be able to emancipate. If I’m wanted dead in all 50 states? Ok I have a plan, I just need a rope, Then at midnight I’ll leave my envelope. My body will fall but my soul will vanish, And from heaven I will forever be banished Where will I land, hell I think not, For Satan himself wouldn’t try his luck, And since heaven is out of the equation, I’ll have to come back as a politician! Meds after meds after meds, I wonder if it’s because I see holes in my head, Pills after pills after pills after pills, Or maybe it’s because I have a tendance to kill. To me it’s a game, I find it funny, To feel human pain is amusing to me, To hear them suffer is Mozart to my ears, Beethoven himself would be brought to tears. Adios amigos. It’s been fun.
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Meds after meds after meds, I wonder if it’s because I see holes in my head, Pills after pills after pills after pills, Or maybe it’s because I have a tendance to kill. To me it’s a game, I find it funny, To feel human pain is amusing to me, To hear them suffer is Mozart to my ears, Beethoven himself would be brought to tears. When the blood starts spilling, Mine starts boiling, My body shivers and my heart get’s pumping, Splatters of red is beauty at its best. You see the body and the blood tells the rest. Knife on the neck, ready to slice, Life on the deck and I’m eager to strike, The sound of the steel cutting flesh, is calming, The fear in their eyes is almost arousing. The Problem is, can’t hide anymore, Too many bodies behind my backdoor, Neighbours suspect, the police as well, My fight is done, here comes the bell, (Whispered) Policemen come, 16 to get me, All as wild as the Serengeti, With passion and smiles, here come the cuffs, I see their eyes, they all hate my guts. Meds after meds after meds, I wonder if it’s because I see holes in my head, Pills after pills after pills after pills, Or maybe it’s because I have a tendance to kill. To me it’s a game, I find it funny, To feel human pain is amusing to me, To hear them suffer is Mozart to my ears, Beethoven himself would be brought to tears. Landing in my cell, I feel nothing anymore, My only fear is to miss my encore, Who will deliver divine justice, Where will I find, my inner fullness, My unique talent in this god damn life, Is to open throats and to dissect eyes, How will I be able to emancipate. If I’m wanted dead in all 50 states? Ok I have a plan, I just need a rope, Then at midnight I’ll leave my envelope. My body will fall but my soul will vanish, And from heaven I will forever be banished Where will I land, hell I think not, For Satan himself wouldn’t try his luck, And since heaven is out of the equation, I’ll have to come back as a politician! Meds after meds after meds, I wonder if it’s because I see holes in my head, Pills after pills after pills after pills, Or maybe it’s because I have a tendance to kill. To me it’s a game, I find it funny, To feel human pain is amusing to me, To hear them suffer is Mozart to my ears, Beethoven himself would be brought to tears. Adios amigos. It’s been fun.
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