Track Alok - Kill Me

Draw a line, a thin white line Around me Place a dozen roses where I lay Crimes of passion, no satisfaction Without the thrill Who knew you were born to kill? When I felt rejected The echoes in my head said, "Keep" Clouding my perspective I learned to live in fantasy You were born to kill You were born to kill You were born to kill Crimes of passion, no satisfaction Without the thrill Who knew you were born to kill? Say the word, the one that hurts again 'Cause only you can bring this to an end Crimes of passion, no satisfaction Without the thrill Who knew you were born to kill? When I felt rejected The echoes in my head said, "Keep" Clouding my perspective I learned to live in fantasy You were born to kill You were born to kill You were born to kill Crimes of passion, no satisfaction Without the thrill Who knew you were born to kill? You were born to kill