She Wants Me Dead

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She wipes her tears with your hard-earned dollars
Wears that suit with black velvet collars
Profits off your hard-earned ignorance
She goes to fancy dinner with colleagues
Judges people by their own bodies
And doesn't care about the difference

She wants me dead, just like a wizard story
She wants me dead, like my ancestors before me
Dead, like my grandpa in a graveyard
Dead, with fake love and pretend safeguards

You worship her like your world's creator
Fear her like the Terminator
Roll out the carpet for her every move
You roll over like dogs in the summer heat
You give her a beat like a drummer
As she gets into her deadly groove

You want me dead, just like a wizard story
You want me dead, like my ancestors before me
Dead, ignorance is bliss for you now
Dead, it's now up to you to prove
She wants me dead, just like a wizard story
She wants me dead, like my ancestors before me
Dead, like my grandpa in a graveyard
Dead, with fake love and pretense safeguards
Dead



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Blackett
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