Jim’s Killer (Demo Version)

Jim's killer had a fine mind
Used to care for the filth on the streets
Used to love walking out with the weirdos
Used to love hanging out with the dealers
And all the screamers
He used to like these things

Jim's killer changed its mind
Wanted to change things to feel power
Wanted vengeance for its rejection
Needed vengeance for resurrection

Poor Jim
Poor Jim, what did he do?
Used to hustle things around town
And gave his daughter some
And he loved his friends
Used to give them some
Used to give her some
What did he do
Who did he offend
Was it God Almighty?
Or someone that he thought was a friend?

Poor Jim
Poor Jim lit the fire
Loved the fire
Died in the fire

Jim's killer had a fine mind
Jim's killer moved away from the scene
Jim's killer saw its face in a magazine
And feigning pain, said things must change

There's so much to do
And now it's on it's way