lost art of murder

roll a four

roll a nine

find yourself washed up in paradise

like before you didn't mind

someone else washed up in paradise

everyday

what a nice day for a murder

yourself a killer but the only thing you're killing is your time

there's nothing absurder than a burd'

it's a burden to your heart

soul

body

spirit and mind

don't look back at me like that

she won't take you back

i said too much

been too unkind

get off your back

stop smoking that

change your life

just might change her mind

her mind

roll a four

roll a nine

find yourself washed up in paradise

all the fours to all the nines

i lost my phone in paradise

pay as you go

what a nice day for a murder

say you're a killer

i think you're killing is time

there's nothing absurder than a burd'

it's a burden to your heart

soul

body

spirit and mind

oh

don't look at me like that

she won't take you back

done too much

been too unkind

get up off your back

stop smoking that

change your life

think it'll change her mind

don't look at me like that

she won't take you back

said too much

been too unkind

get up off your back

stop smoking that

change your life

just might change her mind