Murder Me - Matisse
See mother see father your son
Watch your beloved in a cell with the cum
He once was good
He once was loved
And truly kind
But life is a curious thing
He says
"Oh come murder murder me
Rescue me from this horrible life
Oh come murder murder me
Take away this excuse of a life"
See mother
See your cruel young man
Taken away for the kill of a thug
He got your look
He got the brains
And killer style
But the mind is a curious thing