Murder

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Alana Davis - Pop

Murder

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There's a bleeder in my kitchen And he's pouring on my floor There's a killer in my hallway And he's scratching at my door I think I might have heard some screaming I might have heard somebody cry Now I wonder am I dreaming Or is my mind telling me a lie Well, I can't run any further (oh no) And I can't hide anymore And I think there's been a murder (oh yeah) Up on the ground floor (up on the ground floor) There's a boa in my bathroom And he's crawling in my sink He wants my cats I think Paranoia in my house now And I'm balanced on the brink And I can't run any further (no, no) And I can't hide anymore Cause I think there's been a murder Up on the ground floor (yeah) I'm living in a basement flat In a quiet part of town I bet you wonder where my head is at When I'm imaging all these sounds I'd check it out, but I'm glued to my chair I can't make it to the door I could be bugging but I'd gladly swear I just heard a body hit the floor Oh, and I can't run any further And I can't hide, I can't hide anymore And i think there's been a murder Up above me on the ground On the ground floor

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