Murder Construct Red All Over
They say that pain... is weakness.. leaving the body
Synaptic overload, what we endure, neuronal
Pathways ensure
Take a sharp blade
Or take a bullet
You always knew it would end this way
You'll learn your lesson either way...
Beaten to a pulp and properly bagged up
Taken to the dump and thrown away
Tenderized flesh a f..cking bloody mess
And now up for the vultures
Now take a sharp blade
Or take a bullet
You always knew it would end this way
You'll learn your lesson either way...
You were never the brightest bulb
Not the sharpest tool in the shed
You never had the heart to do it yourself
A crime of violence
A crime of passion
A taste of revenge
