This is because I was stressed, I was mad, and it was . . . that time.
So, yeah, I felt murderous.
Do You Want to Kill a Real Man?
Do you wanna kill a real man?
Come on, let's go and kill!
We never murder anymore, come out the door,
It's like you've passed away!
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We used to be best killers,
But now we're not,
I wish you would tell me why!
Do you wanna kill a real man? It doesn't have to be a real man.
Not now, Anna
Okay, I'll die.
Do you wanna kill a real man?
Or drive a knife through his heart?
I think some death is overdue,
I've started decimating the dummies in the halls! Time to die, buddy.
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It gets a little lonely,
All these bloodless dolls
Just watching the limbs fall down! Plip, plop, plip, plop.
Please, I know the bloodlust's still there,
The people think it's completely gone,
They say, 'Thank god.'
I wish not,
Oh please no,
Just take gun.
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Killing is our only condolence,
For you and me,
Without it, whatever shall we do?
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Do you . . . want to kill a real man?
Can you imagine Anna's sweet, five-year-old voice singing that? And then their parents hear them, and their mom's like "Oh, kids."
Will post 'For the First Time in Forever' next!