Draw a line, a thin white line around me
Place a dozen roses where I lay
Crimes of passion
No satisfaction without out a thrill
Who knew you where born to kill
And when I felt rejected
The echoes in my head said keep
Clouding my perspective
I learned to live in fantasy
You where born to kill
You where born to kill
You where born to kill
Crimes of passion
No satisfaction, without a thrill
Who knew you where born to kill
Say the word the one that hurts again
'Cause only you can bring this too an end
Crimes of passion
No satisfaction without out a thrill
Who knew you where born to kill
And when I felt rejected
The echoes in my head said keep
Clouding my perspective
I learned to live in fantasy
You where born to kill
You where born to kill
You where born to kill
Crimes of passion
No satisfaction, without a thrill
Who knew you where born to kill
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