Serial Killer

I'll thrill you;

I'll kill you; cut your heart out

Then I'll dismember your body parts

I'll break in your house late at night

My smiling face is your final sight

I'll cut your throat with a razor blade

And leave you in a shallow grave

I'll pound your face against the ****in' street

You'll love my work;

It'll be complete

I'll strip you and rip you; your death is my game

I love my work and

I have no shame

I'll pick you up when you're hitchhiking

Then you'll never be seen again

I'll cave in your head,

Your face

I'll distort

Then you'll end up as a "missing" report

I'll smash your skull with a two-by-four

Till your brains are on the floor