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Bad Love (45 Grave)

To you, the deception is clear The time has come to realize your fear Hating you, as I surmise The pain of it all isn't worth the prize Loving you, isn't worth the pain But I've really done some stupid things Meeting you, was a stupid mistake But right there you were on the make Loaded with dough Waiting for me Though it was cool Though it was free I can see things In a different light Born too late To see things right To, you, here's the prize This gun barrel in-between your eyes I see you, shake with fear With those words, I say me dear Under the covers, under the light Cover your head with the sheets tonight No control, the piss runs out Defecation runs in my mouth Hating you is such fun Shooting darts is just half the fun Your blood is red, your skin is white Is the rope a little bit too tight I love you, it's the truth That's why I am killing you There is blood on your sheet I I bet your feel really neat Loaded with dough Waiting for me Though it was cool Though it was free I can see things In a different light Born too late To see things right