Ashley Young - Murder

Murder courses through my vains
You put me through so much pain

And know i want you dead
A bullet in your head

I see your blood crimson and red
made me happy now that your dead

I murdered you, i planned it all out
I stabed you in the lung so you couldnt shout

And when i saw your vary last breath
I sighed in relife
who knew my pain would end in death

Ashley Young

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