Murder Song
By: The Big V
Duration
4:43
Genres
Description
A story about domestic abuse. Love and violence.
Lyrics
Why do you love me too much? Why does my touch have to be so heavy? Why do you fear for your life? And does it matter? Why when I look at purple do I see red? The blues are fine but here come the mean old meds I wish that you were different and I was dead I do take comfort in pride I'm really good on the inside My skin might bleed, my eyes might cry But when you hit me I won't run and hide Why when I look at purple do I see red? The blues are fine but here come the mean old meds I wish that you were different and I was dead My daddy he once said to me To avoid catastrophe Love somebody like you love yourself Put up with the dark disease And the stupid thought police Try hard to put up with yourself Why when I look at purple do I see red? The blues are fine but here come the mean old meds I wish that you were different and I was dead
