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"Oh, death, oh death, oh death,
Won’t you spare me over ‘til another year."
You told me you were going to die young. -SM
In our line of business, it’s inevitable. -SM
Sometimes, I even thought it’d be by my own hands. -SM
Dammit Jim, it wasn’t a game! -SM
I’ll kill them all for this. Every one of them. -SM
You told me you had a plan. Everything was flawless. -SM
You were dancing like a fucking fairy around the flat. -SM
Was this a part of your plan too? -SM
"But what is this, that I can’t see,
With ice cold hands taking hold of me."
Sometimes I think you’re watching me. -SM
I can practically feel your beedy little eyes on my back. -SM
No matter where I go, you’re like a fly buzzing in my ear. -SM
“Daddy likes what he sees.” -SM
Shit, I can even hear your whiny little voice. -SM
Only I can’t choke it out of you this time. -SM
"When God is gone and the Devil takes hold,
Who will have mercy on your soul."
I’ve never believed in God a day in my life. -SM
But then I saw you lying there, and I prayed it was a lie. -SM
One of your sick tricks to pull the wool over my eyes. -SM
I hate you all the more for it. -SM
Who’s going to be your right-hand man down there? -SM
You know full well you won’t find anyone close to me. -SM
You better save me a damn seat. -SM
"Oh, death, oh death, oh death,
No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold,
Nothing satisfies me but your soul."
What made you think I’d want your empire? -SM
I don’t need money or masses of criminals. -SM
I don’t need your computers or all those apples you keep buying. -SM
I don’t need your stupid Westwood collection -SM
I just need my gun. -SM
And you. -SM
I need your annoying singing in the shower. -SM
I need the way you turn every little thing into a fairytale. -SM
And I need you to tell me to shut the hell up and get over it. -SM
"Oh, death,
Well I am death, none can excel,
I’ll open the door to heaven or hell."
I couldn’t sleep last night. -SM
There was no cold feet or incessant giggling. -SM
No one to punch if I got annoyed. -SM
So I spied in John Watson’s window. -SM
His back was to me, but I could see the red dot. -SM
I could almost feel his heart stopping. -SM
You would’ve loved to see his blood stain the carpet. -SM
But then he stood up and limped to the door. -SM
I’ll let him suffer awhile longer. -SM
"Oh, death, oh death,
My name is death and the end is here."
I miss you, you bastard. -SM
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