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My Murder

My Murder

I'm being driven to a lake with concrete shoes on my feet.
When I'm thrown in the lake, I'll sink because of the concrete.
When I went outside this morning, I found a briefcase.
It contained $500,000 and it sure put a smile on my face.
But my girlfriend told me to turn it in to the police.
I did what she suggested and soon I'll be deceased.
I should've realized that turning the money in would put my life at stake.
When I told the criminals what I did, they decided to throw me in the lake.
They threw the briefcase out of their car while being chased by the cops.
That half of a million was the money they got for their marijuana crops.
They're angry because I turned in their money and now I'm going to die.
I tried to do the right thing and because of that, I can kiss my ass goodbye.
They just tossed me in the lake and I'm going down.
I guess that nice guys really do finish last because I'm about to drown.

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