Wetstew Mercy Killer
I laid down beside her, another work day done
I slept with one hand, on her pillow, she slept with one hand on a gun
She had defined herself with reason, so I believed she was no harm
She said she would right all my wrongs
She was my nightingale with a new song, boy, how I was wrong
She's her own crime scene cleaning team, who cleans her own mess
A compassionate executioner, who eliminate what she considers pests, by eliminating stress
It's her skill, she's living in a passive aggressive onion field
But she swears she heals
She has a passion for blunt force objects, She loves precission steel
She will cure all your ailments with one blow, and you won't even know
How do you think that's gonna feel
When she fattens you up, that's when you'll know it's real
A mercy killer has become your best friend
And she's a lethal meals on wheels to the end
A mercy killer enters your passion play
This mercy killer helps you on your way
I laid down beside her, a fly inside a web
I dropped my guard, and my guitar, didn't realize I was next
Such a compassionate killer, who takes great pride in her skill
She's just a mercy killer, a cure for all your ills
