Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
TytoCat
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ámbar Gil
Songwriter
Martín Oliverio Barajas
Songwriter
Martín Oliverio
Writer
Lyrics
So do you think you've been fucked over
Or are you just human leftover?
Well, lucky for you, I don't need the truth
Just hand us the money, and we'll get them removed
Welcome, everybody, to the time of your life
Or is death? Oh, fuck it, I couldn't care less
To this Hell of a world full of bullshit and lies
Everybody's gotta do a little dying sometimes
Now let's talk business, ha! You know why you came here
Name's Blitzø, don't revere, killing is my career
Don't you screw me over, oh, you wouldn't live
If you got the payment, well, then I got the team
Sit here, wait, and see how they won't get to flee
Children will die for free, oh, that we guarantee
Now that your money's mine
That cunt will fucking die
There end this night
Let us begin with the killing spree
If you have the cash, let your demons be free
You'll get you revenge, and your soul's on the edge
Let us have some fun
While we run and gun
Thrilling in the kill again
Say, how would you like it?
Come and take a pick
Stabbing or snapping, would you like some ricin?
If you can't decide, then just pick cyanide
So you're not convinced yet
Well, make no mistakes
We'll do what it takes until our asses breaks
And trust me I know that 'cause mine fuckin' aches
Lost in my dreams, I would act all my scenes
'Til I was left behind, and my song was resigned
My stage, once my home, now unsound and alone
I became one more clown in this ramshackle town
My daughter, my business, and my socky friend
Would not see what I meant, my intent in the end
Playing a game that is rigged all the same
Now there's only one way to remain and reclaim
What's mine (what's his) my prime
Let us begin with the killing spree
If you have the cash, let your demons be free
You'll get you revenge, and your soul's on the edge
Let us have some fun (some fun)
While we run and gun
No time to waste, there's no need for restraint
They will find no stain, when they face their fate
We'll take 'em to hell with one bang and one shell
Hear the ringing bell as they're bid farewell
Thrilling in the kill again
Now that your money's mine
That cunt will fucking die
Fuck it
Written by: Martín Oliverio, Martín Oliverio Barajas, Ámbar Gil