Kill I kill too much

I killed you

Now I made a fucking mess
A mop and pail to clean the blood

Kill I kill too much

I killed you

You made me snap I'm sorry corpse

Spilled your guts with a hook



You might recall we were constitutional

You might recall we tore down the wall

The road has gotten narrow

They keep it subliminal

You might recall the uniform control

You might recall stallion installed

New world order of the new



Art kills

Art kills

Art kills

Art kills