Murdered (Part 2)
This is in continuation of Murdered
These thoughts race through my brain
All this shit they say is lame
Give me a gun and i'll finish the deed
Just let me go and you'll see

Murdered in the night
Murdered outta spite
Slaughtered like livestock
Left bleeding on the sofa

Split open their throats and drank their insides
Tied down to a chair, they thought they were going to die
But oh no they wouldn't go that easy
I'd make 'em pay for this numbness that i've been feeling

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