"The Killing" lyrics

I ain't a killer, but don't push me
I make exceptions every once in a while
Maybe now
So if I black out on that pussy
Es porque fuiste implacable, sin parar
Sin parar

Sex crime, yellow tape, white chalk fiend, full blown
White chalk, ah, full blown
Wrist bound, face down, yeah, I'ma slash all morning
Yeah, I'ma slash all morning
Maniac, lunatic, gag, and a black blindfold
And a black blindfold
Wrist bound, face down, ass up, body bag gone
Yeah, body bag gone

And I confess
My heart could be possessed by you
I'm slightly obsessed with the killing

Ooh, I can almost taste you
We both been waiting for this moment all night
All night
Uh, this ain't something that I just do casually
You let my hands paint the perfect tragedy
Lifeless on my bed, a blissful casualty
I won't stop until I hear you gasp for me
Baby, grasp for me, yeah

Sex crime, yellow tape, white chalk fiend, full blown
White chalk, ah, full blown
Wrist bound, face down, yeah, I'ma slash all morning
Yeah, I'ma slash all morning
Maniac, lunatic, gag, and a black blindfold
And a black blindfold
Wrist bound, face down, ass up, body bag gone
Yeah, body bag gone

And I confess
My heart could be possessed by you
I'm slightly obsessed with the killing

I dream of killing it slow
Slowly
Edging on zenith with you
I dream of killing it slow
Slowly
Just slightly obsessed with the killing