The Killing

I ain't a killer, but don't push me I make exceptions every once in a while Maybe now So if I black out on that pussy Es porque fuiste implacable, sin parar Sin parar Sex crime, yellow tape, white chalk fiend, full-blown (white chalk, ah, full-blown) Wrist bound, face down, yeah, I'ma slash all morning (yeah, I'ma slash all morning) Maniac, lunatic, gag, and a black blindfold (and a black blindfold) Wrist bound, face down, ass up, body bag gone (yeah, body bag gone) And I confess My heart could be possessed by you I'm slightly obsessed with the killing Ooh, I can almost taste you We both been waiting for this moment all night All night Uh, this ain't something that I just do casually You let my hands paint the perfect tragedy Lifeless on my bed, a blissful casualty I won't stop until I hear you gasp for me Baby, grasp for me, yeah Sex crime, yellow tape, white chalk fiend, full-blown (white chalk, ah, full-blown) Wrist bound, face down, yeah, I'ma slash all morning (yeah, I'ma slash all morning) Maniac, lunatic, gag, and a black blindfold (and a black blindfold) Wrist bound, face down, ass up, body bag gone (yeah, body bag gone) And I confess My heart could be possessed by you I'm slightly obsessed with the killing I dream of killing it slow (slowly) Edging on zenith with you I dream of killing it slow (slowly) Just slightly obsessed with the killing