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Kimberly couldn't believe what she was seeing Video was grainy but she could make out his face He clearly had to be Steve Hadn't seen him in maybe, what? It couldn't be more than a couple days Who was this bitch on her knees? She was not even pretty, fuck He better not still be up in her place, she fishing 'round for her keys Check the lock, it's broken in Impatiently, a scowl on her face Kimberly opens the door She wasn't ready, drops the keys Drops to the ground and tries to catch her breath Steve was still there on the floor What was left of him, gnarled bone The body parts are piled in a mess How easily she ignored all of the scratches Could be nails or could be teeth Certainly not a knife She should have looked at the floor Follow blood to the window sill where it went up and out into the night Cynthia strolling through the moonlight Casually wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth Cynthia knew Steve wouldn't do right From the moment when he had said that he wouldn't eat her out Letras de cancionesCynthia singing on a blue night Temporarily satisfied but she knew that wouldn't last Cynthia steps into the Brew Right Thirsty for a drink and to find someone to help hours pass After Randy had sent the photos, he decided that he had just earned a drink, shit He's celebrating the end of a horrible case He never had to see that woman Kimberly ever again He thinks, shit, he had completed the task that was simple enough She knew her man was cheating like they always do She only needed proof, so he got to tailing the brown Chevrolet And he'll say this for Steve he knew, what He was doing so good that he almost got away with all of his bullshit, but Randy wouldn't get paid, and let's face it He needed every dollar that this little job could make The bookies were calling with more regularity He would rather keep his kneecaps still unbroken Thank you, if it's all the same shit Nothing had changed He was the definition of in a rut Anyway, job well done He saunters on into the Brew Right Pub The spot pretty jumpin' He spies a seat that the bar, orders the scotch and feels a gentle hand on his back And he turns to meet the eyes of a woman who tells him her name is Cynthia cross-legged at the bar now holding up a drink Wink, lips Cynthia whispers and his heart now takes another beat Think, skips Cynthia tongue along his ear now Maybe he should pay The tab Cynthia knows just where to go now, and they leave and hail A cab He say is this the type of thing where he pay? And, if so, he gon' need a rain check (check, check) She say, "You can have this one for free, bae" If she lick the lips and startin' biting on his neck He say what's crazy 'bout this Between the bites and the kisses Is he ain't been in a taxi since back when he lost his sister But, Cynthia isn't listenin' to him She on a mission The moon is full and she hurtin' That he might be the prescription And now she pullin' up her dress And he grabbin' on her breasts And she start to see the throbbin' in his veins As she get ready for the sex Just then the cabbie pulled the taxi over quick Clip and pop, pop silver flashes mixed with red and that was it Cynthia is choking on her blood now The cabbie walks off into the night unseen while Cynthia still locked in Randy's hug now 'Cept for the oak and window high above the scene and Cynthia looks straight into her doom now Little Katrina watches everything that happens down below because the scream and Cynthia is howling at the moon now Tomorrow, Katrina is gonna wake up wondering if it was really all a dream Cynthia Cynthia Cynthia From Letras Mania