singing Deadly
Slit my wrist and hope to die?
Well, ain't that one sweat lulaby!
Stop singing, just stop it please.
I don't want to see you on your knees.
Pull the trigger, it's been so long,
Sens I last heard that song.
I never realy liked the beat.
It wasn't spotless, clean cut, neat.
Take a hammer, bash it in.
That rithem will never win,
A grammy, gold, or first place
In food, music, or a race.
Take I knife and end it all.
On the charts that song will fall.
Think me wrong if you will.
But music isn't ment to kill.
Well, ain't that one sweat lulaby!
Stop singing, just stop it please.
I don't want to see you on your knees.
Pull the trigger, it's been so long,
Sens I last heard that song.
I never realy liked the beat.
It wasn't spotless, clean cut, neat.
Take a hammer, bash it in.
That rithem will never win,
A grammy, gold, or first place
In food, music, or a race.
Take I knife and end it all.
On the charts that song will fall.
Think me wrong if you will.
But music isn't ment to kill.