Mr. Mister - Murder For Hire lyrics

rate me

Gaze in these black eyes, longing for your bite

Please don't go my love no not yet

Red lipstick goes real nice with wine

With your poison, hypnotize

As I croon into my elvis-55

So stay with me, my scream queen

And suck the skin off those bones

Until theyr'e polished off all white n clean...

Such Supple lips that taste like Mace

May I have a bite of your face?...

Well Look at you, Such a soft nice tongue, and Green Eyes, Oh I Think I'll

Keep Them...

1, 2, 3 or 4? Would You Like Anymore?

Blood Stained Fingers Up Inside... you

One last kiss-

Lemme be the last set of lips

That you taste-

You know that your'e diggin on this rape

All I want is to see, you beg n pleed on your knees

Such good times, passion crimes that make us laugh to see you die

So when your'e home alone and you hear a sound it's not the wind

This new jersey knife wielding greaser gangs coming for your skin

You look tough-even with my knife in your throat

You talk loud-even though you're chokin on blood now

Could it be?-youre not as tough as case like me

I'll have a good time-on this night I'll sip my drink and watch you die!

So When you rest your head, for a souless sleep better say your prayers

These new jersey b-movie drive-in kids make sure it's the last

And all I see, is your fingers grabbing me

My god are you still alive?

Let the forceps go to work

I get off on hearing you cry

Knives please, No Gurls None in this world

Unless it's the kind I can reach inside!

So Take Good Care, Running Scared

TCB Kid you're DOA!

So when your'e home alone and you hear a sound you best be scared

And When you rest your head, for a souless sleep better say your prayers

These new jersey b-movie drive-in kids make sure it's the last