Job

I laid my rest to head that day
I felt myself with good, okay?
Once i said i knew the price, i
Said it all backwards, twice, and
Your parents, strict as they could be
Let you come along with me, and
I knew what i had to do, and
It scared me more than seeing you

I smoke in a cloud of awoke
I went for regretted, i broke
I took you out into the park
Color won’t exist in the dark

But it was just a job
Like mopping tile floors
Or fixing spinning doors
I had a job to do
Even if it was you
Look what money made me do

They back me into the took room
Asking did i what me to you
I said i did what i had to
My brothers and i are hungry
I just needed some more money
That story, they did not bite
They yelled, “you are looking at life”
I stuck to my story and claimed that

It was just a job
Like mopping tile floors
Or fixing spinning doors
I had a job to do
Even if it was her
I couldn’t pass the offer

I stabbed her thirty times in the chest, oh
One minute, her life was there, then presto
I wish her family all the best, though