Nicky

Nicky killed his sister, really easy, really simple

Then he told her like a riddle, but it wasn't very difficult

A cloudy Sunday morning, she was sitting in the middle

Of the couch that's in the living room, so vulnerable and brittle

Nicky killed his sister really easy in the dream he had

He didn't mean to do it, oh, he only meant to kill his dad

He didn't really like his sister anyway, it really wasn't bad

His parents finally gave him some attention and they weren't mad

Nicky cut his wrist just for the bittersweet sensation

After filling up on pizza and his mother's medication

Fantasizing 'bout this murder, killing her as entertainment

Nicky wants to kill his sister, hide her body in the basement

Nicky killed his sister, really easy, really simple

Then he told her like a riddle, but it wasn't very difficult

A cloudy Sunday morning, she was sitting in the middle

Of the couch that's in the living room, so vulnerable and brittle

Nicky killed his sister, really easy, really simple

Then he told her like a riddle, but it wasn't very difficult

A cloudy Sunday morning, she was sitting in the middle

Of the couch that's in the living room, he killed her with a pistol

The couch got really bloody, couldn't clean it, it was hard to miss

He planned to say she's missing, but now it was super obvious

That somebody had killed her, and it wouldn't be too long for it

To turn out someone found her in the basement where her body is

Now Nicky needs a plan because his mother will be home real soon

Still on her medication, it was really hard to stay in sync

With all of his emotions, overwhelming like the body's smell

So Nicky loads the pistol one more time and fucking kills himself