Texty: 54-40. Once A Killer.

Gonna go one better soon
My ride is gone away, away
And no I never
I never stop the play, no way

Don't lie to the woman in your bed
Shake hands with the killer in your head

And all the same I'm ready to fight
You don't seem like people to me
Inside there's always a door
That let's you out to escape away

Shake hands with the killer in your head
Don't lie to the devil in your bed

Miles and miles away
Miles and miles away

And when I ever look through that door
I think of flight and I'm tempted by the wind, the wind
But when I look beyond her body
She's the dove I'm thinking of

Don't lie to the woman in your bed
Shake hands with the killer in your head
Shake hands with the killer in your head
Shake hands with the killer