murderer
I never thought I'd love a murderer but
There's somethin about the way you do it
The way you killed my pain
How you pushed fear of the Empire State Building
The day you suffocated insecurities
When you drowned doubts
The time you shot lies in the head
As you burned hate alive
1 on 1 you went with sadness and you did him in
A cold blooded killer you are and i love the way you do it
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