Murder, She Wrote Lyrics
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Murder, She Wrote Lyricsby Your Favorite Hero Buy album CD: ...I Think I'm Going To Be Sick... How much more am I suppose to suffer for something I did when I was twenty years old. 'Scuse me for bleeding I'm sorry for screaming I'll pick up these guts then I'll run I'll finish myself, I'll say you won (WON! ) Excuse me for gluing my eyes to, the ceiling Can't stomach looking at your face Reminds me that the last four years were a mistake (whoaoaoaoaoaoa) Keep sharpening your knife, when polishing your rifle Keep your eyes on mine, and my name on your shovel (SHOVEL! ) So bury me, keep digging my shallow grave I'll haunt you sooner than you think Your guilts gone, You're shaking These nightmares, got you playing Each second takes an inch of years As the concept of your love begins to reappear So keep sharpening your knife, when polishing your rifle Keep your eyes on mine, and my name on your shovel (SHOVEL! ) So bury me, keep digging my shallow grave I'll haunt you, sooner than, you think Is this the life that you have asked for Another chapter in your horror In the morning when you wake up next to me With your hands tied down to your feet Don't say I didn't warn you and don't forget to smile Is this the life that you have asked for Another chapter in your horror In the morning when you wake up next to me With your hands tied down to your feet Don't say I didn't warn you and don't forget to smile
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