Gotta Kill ft. Clara Freeman Lyrics

I take her bad decisions when they're turning into thoughts

I take her innocence and use it so I don't get caught

I take her money, power use it all for fame

Take her lovers and her name and no one will complain

I know to you I may sound bad but I promise you I'm stealing things I already had

I want her perfect body

I want her amazing smile

I want to kill her softly

We can never reconcile

He whispers niceties while she is asleep

He steals the birds song while it's mother slowly weeps

He makes sure to laugh while she's drowning in the deep

He cries and he cries while trying to render peace

I know to you he may sound bad

But I promise you he's stealing things he already had

Oh oh ohh oh

I rope him on my side with all his duplicity

Our scheming dreaming starts to spark with electricity

We get to talking bout a where and a when

We laugh because he is her man, and I'm her closest friend

I know to you, we may sound bad

But I promise you we're stealing things we already had

Dinner for three and she never saw it coming

Her denims soaked with blood because she got to running

A slit, a snap, a match, quickly it was done

Sweeping ashes off the floor hanging up the head we won

We took her perfect body

Ruined her amazing smile

We got to kill her softly

She can never reconcile