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I used to be a killer, best killer in the land Killed women and children just as easy as a man I rolled their mangled bodies nonchalantly out the door But now I've lost my taste for killin' anymore Made me lots of money, was the best at my job I never had to nine-to-five or cheat or steal or rob Just load up my guns and leave 'em on the floor But I ain't got the stomach for killing anymore Somethin' must be done But I've done all that I can do What good is an assassin Who just can't follow through? She took me in her arms when no one else would have me Taught me how to throw the blade [?] Taught me how to shoot so straight without a moment's [?] She was the most beautiful thing that I have ever killed Somethin' must be done But I've done all that I can do What good is an assassin Who just can't follow through? Letras de cancionesSomethin' must be done But I've done all that I can do What good is an assassin Who just can't follow through? Who just can't follow through From Letras Mania