They call me destroyer life's a battlefield and you're on the ground you talk shit you get hit you're just a bitch with no reason to be proud we are everything that you wanted to be watch your language when you're talking to me you're fucking fake OOH you talk big shit for someone so fucking small you'd say it to my face if you had any balls you're the kind of person to go and lie to all your friends we all know that you have fucked up means to fucked up ends I'm tired of all your bullshit hope you die I hope you rot good luck on starting another band while I climb to the top I'm a fucking warhound you're a stupid fucking kid quit denying all the shit we know you fucking did you turn your back on others the second they are not around you're lucky someone hasn't just driven you're face into the ground if it were up to me id rather see you drown you're a self entitled prick you're existence makes me sick and if you were to die today no one would turn the either way you're a self entitled prick you're existence makes me sick you're a self entitled prick you're existence makes me sick I would rather see you drownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
