Drifter

Q Strange

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    I cant explain why I'm filled with hate
    But one hot summer day on the interstate
    I was hitchhiking looking for this killing mate
    I'm feelin great
    I wanna singlehandily increase the murder rate
    And terminate
    Anybody that I see I'm gonna stab em
    Here comes a car pullin over â€" a station wagon
    Its got a mom and 2 kids inside
    ”Hey you need a ride you look like a nice guy?”
    ”Thank god you stopped I'm just goin to town
    Because a couple miles back my car broke down
    But you really shouldn't pick up people that you don't know
    Cause one of these days you might pick up a psycho!”
    Right then and there I put the blade to her neck
    ”Ill fuckin kill you all if don't stop this wreck.”
    She said: “Take the car but leave me and the kids”
    ”Keep beggin bitch like I really give a shit.”
    So the kids started screamin as I took her outside
    They watched in horror as their mom got tied
    To the back bumper
    They watched they mother
    Getting beat down by this sick mother fucka
    Got back in the car they was petrified (let's go)
    Put the car on drive now its time for ride
    Pedal to the floor hit 75
    As the kiddies watch momma getting dragged behind
    Bloody limbs they fly all over the road
    Till its just a mangled a torso tied to a rope
    Got back in the car
    They thought they was in danger
    Let this be a lesson to don't ever talk to strangers

    Takin lives like a burglary
    Watch on the news and ya heard of me
    There aint no stoppin my murder spree
    I'm on a murder spree I'm on a murder spree (Chorus X 3)

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    So I calmly walked away towards the train tracks
    In blood stained slacks
    Cause my brains tapped
    I hop a fraught car no idea where I'm headed
    I ran just in time to get in I don't see an endin
    Get off the train headed to the first house
    It works out perfectly - a murder spree
    Got the urge for a murder
    Gotta take another life
    Today I think ill take a little house wife
    So I'm quite as a mouse in the house I sneak in
    Wifeys makin lunch while the kids are sleepin
    I creep in the kitchen wrap my arms around her waist
    ”Ooo honey your home early?”
    ”Wrong bitch look at my face
    Now stop that fuckin screamin bitch that shit wont make me stop
    All your doing is brewin the urge I already got!”
    She tried to call for help in a desperate attempt
    A bloody hand print on the phone is as far as she gets
    So I took out my knife and I severed her spinal cord
    Now shes layin in a pool of blood on the floor
    ”I aint leavin till I know your dead”
    I unplugged the microwave and I bashed her in the head
    ”Thanks Hon' it was fun but now I gotta run”
    Left the 2 babies crawlin in there mothers own blood
    See a police car in the distance
    And they ask If I need some assistance
    Walked over to the cruiser leaned inside
    ”Thank god you stopped cause I need a ride.”
    ”Well obviously you do theres a killer on the loose
    You shouldn't be out son aint you dun see the news (Ah?)
    Come on inside ill take you home “
    But before he knew what happened I just grabbed his throat
    He tried to grab is gun out the holster
    What the hell
    I just grabbed it out his hand then I shot him in the shoulder
    Choked him to death then I dragged him out the car
    Then I carried his fat ass to a barn
    Dropped him on the ground then I hollowed out his rib cage
    Driving off his pain cause I gotta sick brain
    I can't control it when the urges are occurrin
    Took a bite out of his bladder like the sour taste of urine
    In my mouth spit it out now I'm off to the next
    I wanna see death but its more complex

    Yea that's right pig
    Its nothing personal
    its just its just I got a urge to kill
    and you cant stop me
    aint nobody gonna stop me
    your just another statistic
    now I'm off to the next

    (Chorus X 3)

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