Testo Murder You

Testo Murder You

I've heard a scary scream the other night
I thought that was the end of days
Then cops arrived and I had such a fright
Because they didn't find your head
Oops

That night I was making some rock'n'roll
With punk buddies under palm trees
We were rotting under the shining sun
Then I thought about your disease
Your sweet disease

When the police came here around the beach
It suddenly became such a mess
They put me handcuffs all around the wrists
And then I knew they've understand
That I've murdered you

Now I'll end my life behind bars in jail
And that wasn't even my fault
Just know that black body bag suits you well
Now my mind can rest forever
And that was so much fun to do
To murder you
Murder you
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