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11:18 p.m. Subject is checking into the Desert Palms Motel, accompanied by an unknown female. .Snapshot in the parking lot. Man and woman embrace. Betrayal, i see it every day, like my own reflection in the mirror staring back at me. Another case, another bottle of booze, life is no longer a mystery to me . Because i m the private eye, hot on your trail. the top gun for hire. You ll find me lurking in the shadows, always searching for a clue. i m the bulletproof detective. i got my eye on you .What s a little sin under the covers, what s a little blood between lovers? What s a little death to be discovered, cold stiff body under the covers? .i m digging you a desert grave, underneath the burning sun. You won t be found by anyone. Vultures circle in the sky, and you my dear are the reason why. . i was always easily influenced.