im in the cold night air, its as cold as can be
its as cold as year one hundred and three
and next time you buy an axe to chop down on me
remember ima killer, dont be mestin with me
and next time you walk through that door
i'll kill you you little queen o the whores
u tried to make my heart hurt but it never did last
now im tryin to forgive myself for the past
you lead my to my room but my legs are failin
i guess I'll be crawling on the ground, man i be snailin
and when the police come by i'll be out of here
and you'll be dead on the road like a run- over deer
its as cold as year one hundred and three
and next time you buy an axe to chop down on me
remember ima killer, dont be mestin with me
and next time you walk through that door
i'll kill you you little queen o the whores
u tried to make my heart hurt but it never did last
now im tryin to forgive myself for the past
you lead my to my room but my legs are failin
i guess I'll be crawling on the ground, man i be snailin
and when the police come by i'll be out of here
and you'll be dead on the road like a run- over deer
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