Murder

Like multiple crows, you could call it a murder
Blood drip, drip, dripping, straining everything
Halloween night's when you're getting tipsy
The thirteenth day, now things are getting freaky

A knife in my back, now I'm fucking angry
Kept calling me a doll, but I'm no fucking baby
You think I ain't hostile, cause I'm pure and bright
But now you think wrong, we're making murder tonight

Now I can't believe my eyes, the killer's in sight
And I'm starting to hear footsteps inside my mind
I try to shake it off but this sleeping is keeping me awake
All this counting got my body twisting like a milkshake

You got me to speak languages I didn't even know I knew
Now my head's turning 360 up until noon
Say what you wanna say, but this will be the fright of your life
Because now you'll be making murder tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Kristin Grayden
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