| Killer, what you know 'bout me?
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| Killer, what am I supposed to be?
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| Killer, what you know about me
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| Is what I’m wrong, wrong
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| Killer, don’t be proud with me
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| Killer, I don’t feel like living
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| Killer, what you know 'bout me
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| Is that I’m wrong, wrong
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| I’m gonna give my very end to you
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| Cause you will be my murderer
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| You’ll be my killer
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| It’s like a final dance for me and you
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| Where if you’ll get some pleasure
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| Well, I will get it too…
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| Killer, what you know 'bout me?
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| Killer, what am I supposed to be?
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| Killer, what you know about me
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| Is what I’m wrong, wrong
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| The world if miserable and fits for fools
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| I mean it ain’t worth living, my life is meaningless
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| So just take aim and pull the trigger, but
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| I just forbid you to kiss me or kiss me before I leave
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| Killer, what you know 'bout me?
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| Killer, what am I supposed to be?
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| Lady, what you know 'bout me?
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| Or it is better to say
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| «Do you know what I used to be???» |