No one gets hotter, known to flow like lava
Or go off like an M-1, the accident starts
On the industrial skids with the scars on their wrists
I say "what's up?" 'cause I feel I could explode any day too
All the struggle to get over and nobody cares
Throw it straight back in their face with my sick ultimatum
To all the people out there that are breathing my air
Please fall over and die so I can find a place to park
S-M-m************-P
Dial M for Murder
S-M-m***********
Dial M for Murder, right
Just like Starfleet, you talk and you talk
Step into this airlock, you'll see that our phasers are on "kill"
Give me just twenty seconds, I'll put this at your neck
Should I pull this trigger or watch you sweat?
Yeah, m***********, I'm calling you out, mate
You remind me too much of a chump I used to tolerate
How 'bout a ride? We can both go down in flames
When this wreck rolls over, you'll know who to blame
S-M-m************-P
Dial M for Murder
S-M-m***********
Dial M for Murder, right
Depressed? Bored? They make pills for that sorta stuff
But this one is crazy, so get ready to duck
Remember, everything breaks if you keep banging on it
Two centimeter ledge and I'm still hanging on it
The one they call the "dead ringer"
Disintegrating suckers with the twitch of his finger
No time to talk, so please shut the f*** up
Happy thoughts, Merry Christmas
Aw, f*** it
Or go off like an M-1, the accident starts
On the industrial skids with the scars on their wrists
I say "what's up?" 'cause I feel I could explode any day too
All the struggle to get over and nobody cares
Throw it straight back in their face with my sick ultimatum
To all the people out there that are breathing my air
Please fall over and die so I can find a place to park
S-M-m************-P
Dial M for Murder
S-M-m***********
Dial M for Murder, right
Just like Starfleet, you talk and you talk
Step into this airlock, you'll see that our phasers are on "kill"
Give me just twenty seconds, I'll put this at your neck
Should I pull this trigger or watch you sweat?
Yeah, m***********, I'm calling you out, mate
You remind me too much of a chump I used to tolerate
How 'bout a ride? We can both go down in flames
When this wreck rolls over, you'll know who to blame
S-M-m************-P
Dial M for Murder
S-M-m***********
Dial M for Murder, right
Depressed? Bored? They make pills for that sorta stuff
But this one is crazy, so get ready to duck
Remember, everything breaks if you keep banging on it
Two centimeter ledge and I'm still hanging on it
The one they call the "dead ringer"
Disintegrating suckers with the twitch of his finger
No time to talk, so please shut the f*** up
Happy thoughts, Merry Christmas
Aw, f*** it