Why is there so much killing?
Is it really all that thrilling?
Or is it more or less fulfilling?
Does it give you a rush?
Do you think your the only one with the royal flush?
They have got you now,
Just as they vowed,
You thought you could get away with random murder,
Now you have to face the court order.
The death penalty is in your sight's,
You wont be seeing any more white lights,
I hope on your last night's,
You realize God doesn't even want to see you in his sight.
You kept me in terror when you were free,
Going on a ramped shooting spree,
Shooting everyone you could see,
Now my Montgomery County is once again free.
Copyright © Pedro Alves | Year Posted 2005
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