Hitman - El Creepo

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Bloated in a dead man’s clothes

With two black eyes and a bloody nose

They order murder like it’s dinner

And lie you face down in the river

Washing up on muddy shores

Like scabs over the bleeding sores

Sun shines on the morning after

You make a wish face down in the pillow

Cross-eyed and bleeding on a crucifix

Bright lights, I’ll take you where you’ve never been

Sky high and pissing straight into the wind

Smile bright now, this is where the story ends

Who’s that there bleeding on the crucifix?

Make out a death list, you know I’d do it all for you

Heaven’s light has long burnt out

Now only echoes fill this town

Blow a kiss to the moonlight

As dirty needles pierce the night

This is only the first chapter

Pages torn the author rambles

Rayon suits and black sunglasses

Fake a smile as lips are crackin'

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who placed that 9−1-1 call

When souls turn black and hearts grow cold

My hate for you is five years old

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Cross-eyed and bleeding on a crucifix

Bright lights, I’ll take you where you’ve never been

Sky high and pissing straight into the wind

Smile bright now, this is where the story ends

Who’s that there bleeding on the crucifix?

Make out a death list, you know I’d do it all for you

Trust me, trust me, trust me

I will fuck your wife at your funeral!

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who placed that 9−1-1 call

When souls turn black and hearts grow cold

My hate for you is five years old

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who placed that 9−1-1 call

When souls turn black and hearts grow cold

My hate for you is five years old