How To Get Away With Murder – Ambrose
Genre Pop

LYRIC
How To Get Away With Murder

I was lost, now I’m found, but at what cost
Bridges burn in my shadow while I cross
Feelings drift in the wind like exhaust
Try to cope, find the words, but I’m at a loss
I’m in charge of my life I’m the big boss
Now he’s up in my bed and I’m so lost
Take a sip, take a hit, now I’m so crossed
Take a sip, arsenic, I’ll never get caught

I’m committing a murder, I’m on the run
I’m burning our pictures, and I’m ditching a gun
I’m committing a murder, I’m having some fun
Had me calling you daddy, boy now you are my son
I’m committing a murder, I’m on the run
I’m burning our pictures, and I’m ditching a gun
I’m committing a murder, I’m having some fun
Had me calling you daddy, boy now you are my son

Body in the trunk on the highway
Windows down with the blood stain on my face
Never could learn how to show grace
Talking loud so I put you in your place
You’re a puppet now I got you on my string
Tossing in the body 1, 2, 3, swing
I’m a queen like a bee feel my sting
Make a crown out of bones call me King
Buried down, 6 feet, wearing her ring
You went ghost now I’ll show you the real thing

I’m committing a murder, I’m on the run
I’m burning our pictures, and I’m ditching a gun
I’m committing a murder, I’m having some fun
Had me calling you daddy, boy now you are my son
I’m committing a murder, I’m on the run
I’m burning our pictures, and I’m ditching a gun
I’m committing a murder, I’m having some fun
Had me calling you daddy, boy now you are my son
I’m committing a murder, I’m on the run
I’m burning our pictures, and I’m ditching a gun
I’m committing a murder, I’m having some fun
Had me calling you daddy, boy now you are my son

Bathe in bleach but my skins still stained red
So quiet now that you’re dead
Won’t get caught- the perfect alibi
Thanks to you I now know how to Lie

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