The Killing Songtext
von Miguel

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