Killer
You got it too good
Cause you can't have nothing less
Hide it all away
Close your eyes
Take the books off the shelf
Do you believe it
If you can't feel it
The man in black's
Got a knife in his hand
Can't you see it
The man in black's
Got a knife in his hand
Can't you see it
Hold it back and let me run
I'll help you find your golden gun
Cause you're a sinner
And I'm a winner
I'll have my fun
You gotta go
But not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No
I'll wait for you
To prove it
Pat down
And let me loose it
Cause he's next
I'm last
You're wrong
Take it back
A little more
Dye your hair
Get off the floor
Your standard television couldn't come up any clearer
Your standard television couldn't come up any clearer
Your colored walls make me sick
Your face is fading quick
Cause he's next
I'm last
You're wrong
You gotta go
But not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No
The man in black's
Got a knife in his hand
Can't you see it
You're a killer
You're just a killer
But you're a killer
Cause he's next
I'm last
You're wrong
You gotta go
But not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No
Cause you can't have nothing less
Hide it all away
Close your eyes
Take the books off the shelf
Do you believe it
If you can't feel it
The man in black's
Got a knife in his hand
Can't you see it
The man in black's
Got a knife in his hand
Can't you see it
Hold it back and let me run
I'll help you find your golden gun
Cause you're a sinner
And I'm a winner
I'll have my fun
You gotta go
But not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No
I'll wait for you
To prove it
Pat down
And let me loose it
Cause he's next
I'm last
You're wrong
Take it back
A little more
Dye your hair
Get off the floor
Your standard television couldn't come up any clearer
Your standard television couldn't come up any clearer
Your colored walls make me sick
Your face is fading quick
Cause he's next
I'm last
You're wrong
You gotta go
But not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No
The man in black's
Got a knife in his hand
Can't you see it
You're a killer
You're just a killer
But you're a killer
Cause he's next
I'm last
You're wrong
You gotta go
But not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No not now
Flip the curse around
And get born
And let it go
No
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Writer(s): Devon Ross
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