How I Would Have Done It by Abacinate
How I Would Have Done It lyrics
DNA analysis of the blood found in her hair on their clothes
DNA testing of the blood under the girl�s finger nails was from an unidentified person
Never to be found.
Talent for Killing, by gun, strangulation (That�s how it�s done, I�m never to be found)
Cyanide, killed quickly, my poision injection (That�s how it�s done. I�m never to be found)
The strong arm of the laws keeps trying to track me down
Random target, a man out walking his dog
I mean nothing to him, he means nothing to me, so it�s
A crime that makes no sense, no motive realized
I picked up all the casings, and then fled the scene
Placing the body in the trunk of my car
Driving it down to the old junkyard
Disposing, Crushing, Never to be found
You think my methods have become unsound
In a cave in the wilderness
You�ll be eaten alive
You pray to a God who will not save you
Pray for your life, pray that I won�t take you
You�ve got 30 minutes� times up�
Contract kills pay the bills or just for thrills
(Won�t regret this!)
Use a gun just or for fun I�ll slice em� up
(Won�t regret this!)
Seal em� up in a steel drum and let em� rot
(Won�t regret this!)
Decapitate, Mutilate Masticate
(Won�t regret this!)
They won�t catch me!
Contract kills pay the bills or just for thrills
(Won�t regret this!)
Use a gun just or for fun I�ll slice em� up
(Won�t regret this!)
Seal em� up in a steel drum and let em� rot
(Won�t regret this!)
The last thing you will see are my sadistic eyes
As you await your inevitable demise
(Await your demise)
ahhh, it�s easier then you think
you just gotta play it smart
try not to rape the dead bodies
they�ll find traces of your semen�
(End your life, I won�t Be crossed)
(In a drum, your corpse will rot)
Involved in pornography, narcotics, contract killing and gamling on a world wide basis
Hits became sloppy I�ve been leaving behind too much evidence�too much
Contract kills pay the bills or just for thrills
(Won�t regret this!)
Use a gun just or for fun fucking I�ll slice em� up
(Won�t regret this!)
Seal em� up in a steel drum and let em� rot
(Won�t regret this!)
Decapitate, Mutilate Masticate
(Won�t regret this!)
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