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A [Bad] Date
I couldn't stop once I started
I stabbed him once I stabbed him twice
Me and my knife refused to be parted
I stuck him many, then his throat I slice
His blood poured out slowly
His eyes a permanent look of shock
The sight was something unholy
His skin white as chalk
Why did you do it?
He was an asshole.
What caused it?
He looked at me wrong
It's not my fault I swear
He came onto me
Pulling my hair
Calling me names like baby
I told him no no no
But he continued getting grabby
So of course he had to go
I told him I'll call him a cabby
But the fucker insisted [he stayed]
Told me to quit being a tease
Oh I was not to be swayed
I tried to ask nicely even said please
The asshole rips my shirt off instead
I'm pressed against the counter with him between my legs
He doesn't know it yet but he's fucking dead
I'm gonna gut him no matter how much he begs
I snatched the knife and before he could react
I stuck it in his gut
all
the
way
to the hilt
Yeah that's what you call
DEEP impact
I wanted to do it again I felt no guilt
He couldn't scream
He just kept gasping for air
His tears they stream
But I didn't care
Cut his throat open so I didn't have to hear his cries
And because I was having so much fun
I stabbed him til the life faded from his eyes
Someone should of told him I'm not the one
Was it worth it?
Yes. Yes it was.
Do you regret it?
Nope. Not at all.
I stabbed him once I stabbed him twice
Me and my knife refused to be parted
I stuck him many, then his throat I slice
His blood poured out slowly
His eyes a permanent look of shock
The sight was something unholy
His skin white as chalk
Why did you do it?
He was an asshole.
What caused it?
He looked at me wrong
It's not my fault I swear
He came onto me
Pulling my hair
Calling me names like baby
I told him no no no
But he continued getting grabby
So of course he had to go
I told him I'll call him a cabby
But the fucker insisted [he stayed]
Told me to quit being a tease
Oh I was not to be swayed
I tried to ask nicely even said please
The asshole rips my shirt off instead
I'm pressed against the counter with him between my legs
He doesn't know it yet but he's fucking dead
I'm gonna gut him no matter how much he begs
I snatched the knife and before he could react
I stuck it in his gut
all
the
way
to the hilt
Yeah that's what you call
DEEP impact
I wanted to do it again I felt no guilt
He couldn't scream
He just kept gasping for air
His tears they stream
But I didn't care
Cut his throat open so I didn't have to hear his cries
And because I was having so much fun
I stabbed him til the life faded from his eyes
Someone should of told him I'm not the one
Was it worth it?
Yes. Yes it was.
Do you regret it?
Nope. Not at all.
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