I don’t look like your average killer
My tight dress, bright lips, high heels, and wild hair
Are all designed to distract you.
Because while you’re dreaming about what this dress looks like on your bedroom floor,
I’m planning the best ways to dispose of your body.
With dirt on my hands and blood on my shoes,
I do my job without a single ounce of regret.
You can judge me all you want,
But back before the penthouse and the designer shoes
I was just another forgotten girl on the streets, running from demons.
I went from unprotected to untouchable, from angel to monster;
The forgotten girl who came from nothing became the woman who built an empire.
This city is mine, I dare you to try and take it from me.
Just be prepared to lose, because I will ruin you.
And my twisted little black heart will revel in your downfall