In the winter in a seaside boarding house
The killer swigs and reels 'round his room
Telling how he made that weeping spinster kneel
Yellow light seeps through a fly-blown lampshade
Fading with the dawn
He yells and laughs, "they all wanted it.
It was easy, so how could it be wrong?"
5 am and the seas are boiling
5 am and the windows crack
5 am and my hands are on you
When i phone you just to hear your voice
Oh please, don't judge me so
It's just that i don't...
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