The Assassin Songtext
von The Brandals

I walk down on my knees and pray I hold on to my breath all day
I was unloving mistreated kind I will hunt you down with no sound
Unforgiving bleed unkind in our bed ill lay down my crime
I look down on the bottles all night I sold my soul too keep you satisfied
Slowly creeping going now here nothings seems to bright when I′m there
Wet and weeping frozen stare I'm ready to sleep when I hear her manic screaming
And then said, oh you don′t understand how a woman would stand why don't you just
Get off my bed just leave the money look here honey I'm already dead
Get off the phone don′t? need your loving? I′m already dead, I'm already dead