Serial Killers Don't Kill Their Girlfriend

Front 242

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    Here, under your bed I wait for you
    'Cause I know, I know you want me to
    Skeleton in your closet was never so true
    You're so very pretty when you're turning blue

    When I hear the sound of your voice
    You leave me no choice

    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself

    I'm feeling lucky tonight
    I know your mother thinks I'm society's parasite
    Well you can leave your mother home
    You know how much I like to be alone

    And when I hear the sound of her voice
    She leaves me no choice

    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself

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    Here, under your dress I wait for you
    'Cause I know, I know you want me to

    When I hear the sound of her voice
    She leaves me no choice

    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself
    Be myself, wanna be myself

    Why can't you go, let me be myself

    PAIN

    In the world outside
    everything's the same
    When you look in the mirror
    what do you see

    SHAME

    You play with yourself
    then you cry when you start to bleed
    you'r better then nothing (some prob. with this line)
    you pretend that you don't need
    It's hard for you to give
    when all you do is, you take - (give/and?) you take
    I give you something
    a flower at you fucking wake

    Chorus I
    Born to breathe
    and not much else
    You'll die for nothing
    like everybody else

    Chorus II
    Born to breathe
    nothing is what I am
    noone to save me
    from myself
    I can't see
    blind is what I am
    swimming for the womb
    like everybody else

    What's your is your's
    and what's mine is also your's
    If you had your way
    I'll be crawling on the all fours
    I give you the finger
    but you want the whole hand
    the hand that slaps you
    and make you understand

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    Composición: Britt Daniel, Patrick Codenys y Eran Westwood

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