Murder Me

Ashton Nyte

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She takes my hand and turns away
Her skin is like the colour of the rain
She's in the wind, she's in trees
She's the part of life I know I need

And that's all
That's everything
Baby murder me
And let it be

She drives a stake into my heart
She tears the windows down
And I just fall apart
Oh this illusion's coming clean
I've had too much to drink
And to much to dream