Killer in the Home

I look at the lights, I feel I've been left These ghost things are the smoker The dick inside your animal Is turning apart I sit in the street Now I'm sitting in the picture, going on, going on.

Going on. Going on. As the time I must digress, going through the motion. Take my head out of its sleeve Feel the worry I'm all alone I'll fight in my dreams And I'll fight until it kills me You know You know Oh, it's turning apart

Soon in the streets I'm sitting in the picture Hello Turn around Turn around Oh, well, I catch it up with a gun And if you'll find me, then I catch it up with a God.

And if you'll find me, kill up in the hole. Kill up in the hole. Kill up in the hole. You locked in the hole I got you down with the gun I'ma give you a bad day Yeah, I got you down with the gun I make you look bad day You locked