From the recording Whodunit
New wave song about a hitman who mesmerizes about his deeds. Slow dance with keyboards, drums, bass and strings.
Lyrics
Life is nothing but a sad tale told by a fool
I was accused of foul play and feared for being cruel
My grief turned into rage
I wanted to break out from this cage
The roots of my madness came from all the treason
My thoughts melting as breath in the wind without reason
Dark deeds closed my soul
To release myself became a goal
I'm a killer for hire
I used to be gentle, now I’m nothing but a clown
In my darkest hour I'm having a nervous breakdown
Can't you hear the cowbells
I like to pretend to be someone else
It all started with ambition short of illness
A burning hate suited into a sickening emptiness
Revenge is my medication
I live by violent confrontation
I'm a killer for hire
It's like jumping out of a frying pan right into the fire
I'm a killer for hire
This wire inside of me is tearing me apart
A mind full of scorpions that weighs upon the heart
But I'm under this spell
Being a brave man is driving me to hell
My fears are less real than my imagination
In the end there's only one final destination
So let us kneel and pray
And remember them all to my dying day
It's like jumping out of a frying pan right into the fire
I'm a killer for hire