Death In Dm - Good Cop Bad Cop

Sabre-toothed, lead astray

You’ve come a long way in your rollerblades

A dusty boot, a broken spade

A little whisky with your lemonade

And as you sharpen your dagger, can you see your reflection?

Depiction of death on the blade

Kill quick, don’t miss

The temptress is waiting, she’s combing her hair

Fixed on her makeup, but can’t decide what to wear

The dangerous damsel slips on her disguise

In front of the mirror, behind it ugly lies

I heard the news, read the page

Everyone’s talking 'bout the mess you made

To tell the truth, I was unphased

We all fuck up and we all make mistakes

Squeeze them tightly

The temptress is waiting, she’s combing her hair

Fixed on her makeup, but can’t decide what to wear

The dangerous damsel slips on her disguise

In front of the mirror, behind it ugly lies