Bored ’til Death

I´m making a list, of who schouldn´t exist
And everyone´s name, is at the top of my list

Run motherfucker, run and hide
Nothing you can do to save your life
Staring at a noose in front of you
Wrapped around your neck until
You´re cold and blue

And I´ve got an obsession, with Smith and Wesson,
Yeah, yeah
Got a bullet and a trigger
And a target on your head
Right between the eyes you´re better off dead

Bored 'til death, nothing to lose
Conna put a motherfucking bullet in you
Sick of your lies and all of your shit
The thought of you living just makes me...

I´m making a list, and checking it twice
Conna find out, who´s naughty or nice

Run motherfucker, run and hide
Nothing you can do to save your life
Staring at a noose in front of you
Wrapped around your neck until
You´re cold and blue

And I´ve got an obsession, with Smith and Wesson,
Yeah, yeah
Got a bullet and a trigger
And a target on your head
Right between the eyes you´re better off dead

Bored 'til death, nothing to lose
Conna put a motherfucking bullet in you
Sick of your lies and all of your shit
The thought of you living just makes me...

And I´ve got an obsession, with Smith and Wesson,
Yeah, yeah
Got a bullet and a trigger
And a target on your head
Right between the eyes you´re better off dead

Bored 'til death, nothing to lose
Conna put a motherfucking bullet in you
Sick of your lies and all of your shit
The thought of you living just makes me... sick