First I plan my escape, nothing on papes and leave the scene without a trace,
I'm looking dead in her face, but she don't see me, I'm unnoticed,
I head straight to her bedroom window for better focus. Hokus Pokus,
I see the door's unlocked, I let myself in,
head for her room, with plans for murder and mayhem,
they she go, there that bitch lay, living on this earth to my dismay, time to pay,
palms are sweaty, I'm bout to vomit,
I grab the knife outta my belt and stab her in the stomach,
again and again and now shes screaming like I care,
but I could give a fuck less,
before she dies I grab her by her blood soaked hair,
and tell her that shit's gonna be alright on my end,
I'm glad it happened this way, back in my daughters life again,
ain't it a shame it came to this, life goes on except for one less bitch, aint it a trip?
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Murder, murder, murder,
you never heard of redrum in reverse, bodies in the hearse,
now your lifes gone cuz I wanted you to die, time to kiss your ass good bye,
don't ask why.
It was Tuesday Deember 24th '97, time on the clock 1:11,
thinkin bout sending somebody to heaven,
or the crossroads, the fate of a sould lies in my hands I suppose,
now I'm wearing dark clothes, parked on the side of the street,
peepin out the scenery, makin sure no one is seeing me,
as I move to the trunk of the stolen car, up to the back door with a crobar,
so far the plan's fool proof, called froom the phone booth,
got the messege machine, nobody's on the scene,
kicked in th backdoor, 1:34, lookin for the family doog Thor,
kicked him in the jaw with the work boots, knocked a couple teeth loose,
smacked him in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce, I smile,
break his neck and watch him piss on the kitchen tile,
never liked him ever since he tried to play me vile,
and tried to bite me, stab a steak knife in his head,
so much for mans best friend, now I'm all up in the place and,
in the bedroom masturbating, cummin on the sheets and pillow cases,
fuck that cunt, shes just a cunt and her moms a slut,
can't wait to seal her mouth shut, 2:30 she returns from work,
nice blouse tight shirt, business attire for this hooker for hire,
threw the keys on the table, said baby are you home,
didn't expect to see Bones, we're alone,
and she's reaching for the telephone to call the police,
strangled with a cord, now deceased,
in the process of her suffacation, finger fucked her for demonstration,
let her know I know many faces, now shes dead in the closet,
hanging out with all her winter clothes, in the struggle suffered a bloody nose,
but I'm staright thought, as I move to the bathroom to wash my hands,
its all part of the plan, don't think you understand see?
(Chorus)