The Red Hand Murder Lyrics - Home On The Range

The Red Hand Murder - Home On The Range

I swore that one day that you would be my friend
So we could roll in the hay
In the barn at my dads farm
I was the bad seed
Of my family
I was the bad seed
The look in your eyes as you lay dead
Cool cool cat who broke your neck for fun
If you knew
It would've been the end
I knew
You'd be the first one
In a long line of victims
You belong to me
You're my trophy
If I crossed the line then
I'm on the right side of it yeah
Always within my reach
Of how you were my friend
We sure did roll in the hay
And the blood of my dads barn
I am the bad seed
Of my family
Cause I'm the bad seed
The look in their eyes as I bashed their heads
Cool cool cat who breaks their necks for fun
If they knew
It would've been the end
Would they
Become the next one
In a long line of victims
They belong to me
They're my trophies
If I crossed the line then
I'm on the right side of it yeah
They're just within my reach

Written by:
Mark Duhon

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