Killing Spree
This is about a person with a die-hard crush on a male serial killer. She wants nothing more than to be with him, or at the very least be his next victim, but he doesn’t even notice she exists.
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(Verse 1)
I can’t believe the way he grins,
With a knife in his grasp.
He stabs right through and grips it,
Yeah he kicks him right in the ass.
Moves onto his next victim,
Sure wish it’d be me.
But instead I just watch him,
And what he does, just wait and see.
And then gets out the pickaxe,
What a wonderful thing.
The way he opens the latch,
Right to my heart, a beautiful being.
(Chorus)
My love carries a hacksaw,
He’s a brutal killer with a silver jaw.
My love never notices me,
But someday we’ll be together, him and me,
On a killing spree.
(Verse 2)
I believe he won’t pick me,
To be his damn wife.
We go together brilliantly,
Familiar to his doomed life.
If he spends his life is prison,
I’ll be right there loving him by his side.
I’ll break him free of the risen,
And the prisms will all subside.
(Chorus)
Hold on,
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