Confessions Of A Killer - Ian Erix

Something’s wrong when we can’t drink the water

In modern times we’re still playing warrior

Some people starve while some people eat for four

In this beautiful world

All the voices in my head are getting clearer

As I listen to confessions of a killer

The moral’s lost on the corporate minded dealer

In this beautiful world

The animals are loose and they’re running the circus

They cooked the golden goose and they did it on purpose

Now I’m leaving you behind

Drop dead, beautiful world

Rivers rise cause the globes getting warmer

Flying bombs are a threat to brick and mortar

For some it’s hell and for some it is euphoria

In this beautiful world

All the voices in my head are getting clearer

As I listen to confessions of a killer

The moral’s lost on the corporate minded dealer

In this beautiful world

The animals are loose and they’re running the circus

They cooked the golden goose and they did it on purpose

Now I’m leaving you behind

Drop dead, beautiful world

All the voices in my head are getting clearer

As I listen to confessions of a killer