Timothy Lee Hollandsworth Jr.

(July 05,1990 / Leander, Texas)

Killer For Hire


On a night time ride
Find that nothing's left.
Not a thing in sight.
I’m going to my death.

Cut a deal with the Devil,
I’m signing my name,
Cuz I figure I’m going to Hell
Anyway.

Bringin’ my fire, Bringin’ my sword
I’m gonna fight you know.
I won’t be ignored,
Gonna rock and roll.

Ready, aim, fire
I’m a killer for hire.
(FIRE)
Killer for hire.

At the next sunrise
I might not be there
When you open your eyes
The demon might come to take his share.

Bringin’ my fire, Bringin my sword
I’m gonna fight you know.
I won’t be ignored,
Gonna rock and roll.

Ready, aim, fire
I’m a killer for hire.
(FIRE)
Killer for hire.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Edited: Thursday, June 05, 2008
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