The life of a murderer

The wall is white.
Stab, Stab, Stagger, Stagger
The wall is red.
A knife in the head.

The floor is clean watch the Daggers and Knives sheen.
Stabity, Stab, Stab, Boom
An errie silence engulfs the room.

You hear an ice cream truck jingle...No wait!
It's a police car wail
they've found your trail!

From the door comes a knock your face full of shock.

The door is broken down the police wear a frown, you turn to run but instead get shot with a gun.

Before you even blink you're back in the clink.

A plan for escape you need it will be difficult indeed.

You take a while to ponder in your cell...when...
Alas! finally a light bulb and a bell!