When he Dies


When he dies oh the joy
I mean really who cared about that boy
So now he’s dead
His smart mouth is too

His heart was pulled straight from his chest
I did it because I’m the best
And as his blood dripped from his body
I promise you I didn’t tell anybody

I held my tongue for far too long
And now I’ve stopped him so nothing goes wrong
So like I said he’s dead so good
Cause he was far too rude

Happy day oh happy night
I killed him now
I had a right

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