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getting what he asked for - direct hit! lyrics

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she’s got a tale to tell, well, the detonation
put a shotgun there in her lap was her patience
gone? yeah, you’d better believe it
she’d been holed up here for a decade or two
but made a godd-mn choice – end it all, end it now so you’d
better quit your complaining

through the front door in the kitchen
heard the door slam, wondered what she’s missing
takes a breath, welcomes death, holds back a cough

well she’d been dealing with this motherf-cking man in her home
who shouldn’t live to see what the ending is like, oh no
she’s not letting him get there
if he was man enough for a minute or two
he might’ve seen this coming from a mile away, don’t you
think she’s got a good reason?

through the front door in the kitchen
heard the door slam, wondered what he’s missing
then she turned tail, and took the first door
she made a statement: “you’re getting what you asked for”

cut him up, cut him up with a hacksaw
in his blood, in his blood’s where she’ll end up
ashes and dust – like the whole population
of planet earth, yeah you bet – that’s where they’ll join up
“but for the first time in 20 years i’m
happy to be in my house, so i might light
a cigarette,” tells herself, holds back a cough
as the bomb tears her -ss off

first thing he saw was the glitter of the saw in her hand –
he didn’t get it at first cause he didn’t quite understand
why she even would bother
tries to lock up the door, but he can’t –
she kicked it in didn’t matter if he latched it
didn’t speak up, didn’t get to, because his head blew apart

she cut him up, cut him up with a hacksaw
and in his blood, in his blood’s where she ends up
ashes and dust like the whole population
of planet earth – yeah you bet that’s where they’ll join up
but as the world ends, it’s hard to pretend
she got her way, and it’s a satisfying end
closes her eyes, takes a drag, has a last thought
as she climbs off the carpet

ears still ringing from the detonation
and a shotgun sitting to the side of a cut up dude
it’s not so f-cking depressing

- direct hit lyrics

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