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Imagine a slow country tune playing and enjoy:
“Dying From Your Love (Lots of Dying)”
Whenever I think about you I remember the plans that we made,
I wish I could somehow make my memory of you fade,
All things considered, there’s only one thing left to do,
I’ve got to kill you.
I could kill you slow or fast,
No one would miss your sorry ass.
I could kill you and make a mess,
Only my maid would give a fuss.
I could kill you while you sleep,
You wouldn’t even make a peep.
I could kill you with an elaborate plan,
It would involve a great big fan.
I could kill you and you’d know how I feel,
When I feed you to some live eel.
I could kill you on this day,
I doubt I’d ever have to pay.
Except…
Maybe I’d bribe the cops,
With just a couple of bucks.
At the consequences of my choice,
Your entire family would rejoice.
Your friends would breathe a sigh of relief,
No longer having to listen to your grief.
I want to kill you and it cannot wait,
I would like to think of it as fate.
When your buried and gone,
I’ll be able to move on.
Then I’ll have to write a song
About missing you for so long. – 2/2/05