Hitman

My phone is ringing
There’s a job to do
Focused on one thing
I have to kill you
Silent intrusion
Masquerade sustained
Fast execution
No questions, no pain
I’m the hitman
A precise shot into your head
I’m the hitman
My client wants to see you dead
My occupation
Is bullets and blood
I kill on application
And there clearing is good
My paycheck is signed
With your blood as ink
A shot from behind
Cause money doesn’t stink
Covert infiltration
Every time succeeds
In pursuit and patient
Till the victim bleeds
I’m the hitman
A precise shot into your head
I’m the hitman
My client wants to see you dead
Fatal education
My conscience is clean
Their cruel creation
A killing machine
I learned to neglect
The matter of guilt
I forgot to respect
The people I killed