"Murder":
Most of the time I think about you and your fucking lies
under certain circumstances I remember something unique about you
running against time, chasing your tail until grabbing you
daylight or night, you deserve to be called the worst and I tell you so
especially those fucking friday nights, the ones you love to be alone
run around without me, partying with everybody except me
I have been calling you names lately
I have been wishing things for you
and I'm afraid that they will become real
soon, very soon
I'm tired of you and your ignorance
I'm tired of being the girl between us
If there's a big desicion to make
I guess I will murder you, with my thoughts
Most of the time I lie on bed remembering all your lies
under the shadow of the moon and under the rain I remember the worst of you
running against time and space, waiting to grab you someday
drooling around and seeing your naked face laughing at me
especially those fucking friday nights, the ones you love to fuck around
retching around without me, waiting for someone to be killed
I have been calling you through the day
I have been wishing you dead
and I'm afraid that it will become real
soon, very soon
I'm tired of your stupidity
I'm sick of being such a fool
If there's something new to do
I guess I will murder you
murder you
murder you
murder you
murder you
murder you
29 X 2004 XI 21:49