Slow Murder

Oh please tell them it's not easy.
It's not easy to be bad.
I don't like to be evil, it's just
the way I'm.
Oh please tell them it's not pleasing.
It's not pleasing to hurt.
I just can't help myself with this.
I have born to be bad.
Oh please tell them it's not easy.
It's not easy to kill.
A beauty just like you
deserves to live.

And how much I try to resist this,
voice in my head which tells me to shoot.
How much I try stop my fingerf
rom pulling this trigger.

Oh please tell them it's not easy.
It's not easy to murder.
When your perfume still tinkles
and makes me think further.
Oh please tell them it's not pleasing.
It's not pleasing to regret.
What I've done will stay forever
and I know I can't forget.
Oh please tell them it's not easy.
It's not easy to confess.
Your freedom still haunts me
though you're now lifeless.

And how much I tried to resist it,
voice in my head which told me to shoot.
How much I tried stop my finger
from pulling the trigger.

Oh please tell them it's not easy.
It's not easy to be killer.
And in the death of the night
a loud bang fills the room.