HOMICIDE - C-187 LYRICS

Taking the cuffs off,rubbing the thugs off.
Taking the cuffs off,rubbing the thugs off (so expected!).
Taking the cuffs off,rubbing the thugs off.
Taking the cuffs off,rubbing the thugs off.


Everyday is the same, everyday is a wreck, retarded.
So anguished to know which day will I suffer,
which day I will a settle for good, settle for madness,
claiming what is minde, no justice to keep, there's nothing for me, so fuck it.

Dead, so fucking dead.
Violently I will get you, hold you, strap you down,
make you scream like a pig, with a gun in your mouth, your ending, your fate is so near now, oh.

Dead, so dead, dead.

This is just a matter of hours and minutes, so please respect it.
Out of this world, out of this confusion, nothing holds me.

It's a homicide.
It's a homicide.

Everyday is the same.

It's a homicide.
It's a homicide.

Everyday is the same.

It's a homicide.
It's a homicide.

Thru this shallow water I will drag you, pull you, tie you up, the rope around your neck,
peel you down, coz my knife is the tool, my baby, the slug is the male,
the haunted eyes will get you on your kness, shot you down, on your belly, the very last thing.

Dead, so dead, dead.

Prepare yourself for your last rip, the last breathe, that you will take, awake you on the other side, face down in the gutter, son.
Elimination is at total, the maximum level of consumption, suite yourself can handled it.

It's a homicide.
It's a homicide.

Everyday is the same.

It's a homicide.
It's a homicide.

Everyday is the same.

It's a homicide.
It's a homicide.
It's a homicide.

Everyday is the same.

It's a homicide.
It's a homicide.