Murder Me

Look outside your window
Stark towers our raw hands have raised
Drab monuments to past cruelties
And victors in black to be praised
There’s a cloud outside that window
Of poisonous hatred and greed
I’m looking for someone to cling to
And you’re looking to watch someone bleed

Murder me, Oh my Darling
Murder me, Just get it done
I was set on from all sides and the one place I could hide
Felt as warm as a smoldering gun