Alana Davis – Murder

There`s a bleeder in my kitchen and he`s pouring on the floor

There`s a killer in my hallway, and he`s scratching at my door

I think I might have heard some screaming

I might have heard somebody cry

Now I wonder am I dreaming or is my mind telling me a lie

Well I can`t run any further and I can`t hide anymore

And I think there`s been a murder up on the ground floor

There`s a boa in my bathroom and he`s coiling in my sink

He wants my cats I think

Paranoia in my house and I`m balanced on the brink

And I can`t run any further and I can`t hide anymore

`Cause I think there`s been a murder up on the ground floor

I`m living in a basement flat in a quiet part of town

I bet you wonder where my head is at when I`m imagining all these sounds

I`d check it out but I`m glued to my chair

I can`t make it to the door

I could be bugging but I`d gladly swear

I just heard a body hit the floor

And I can`t run any further

I can`t hide, I can`t hide anymore

And I think there`s been a murder up above me on the ground

On the ground floor