Let Me Be Blunt

(Melanie Thompson)

I was scrolling the internet and happened upon a video of a mother shooting, in court, the man who murdered her 7-year-old daughter Anna, after he sexually assaulted her. The look on that mother's face was breathtaking. These lyrics were inspired by that look.

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Verse 1. It felt good. And I felt better. Six bullets in you. Six pulls of the trigger. I did it for Anna. My innocent daughter. The girl that you stalked. The child that you murdered. I can sleep now. I can eat some. I still cry though. I still feel numb. Chorus. Let me be blunt. Let my aim be true. Some humans are monsters. They live to be cruel. Let me be blunt. Let my bullets pierce deep. Some humans are losers. Psychotic creeps. Verse 2. If I could I would shoot you again and again. Again and again and again and again. I would strip you bare naked. Set you free to run. I would hunt you and trap you. Beat you for fun. I was her mother. So, I have that right. You took my sweet baby. You damn parasite. Chorus. Let me be blunt. Let my aim be true. Some humans are monsters. They live to be cruel. Let me be blunt. Let my bullets pierce deep. Some humans are losers. Psychotic creeps. Verse 3. Surrender! Surrender! Gun on the floor. Hands in the air. Walk back through the door. You've done enough. We do understand. He was a pure evil and vile soulless man. Anna, I love you. I blew him to Hell. The devils give justice to humanity fails. Chorus. Let me be blunt. Let my aim be true. Some humans are monsters. They live to be cruel. Let me be blunt. Let my bullets pierce deep. Some humans are losers. Psychotic creeps.

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