this is the sickest season, your darkest day we know your games and the ways that you play its your obituary, the spit on your grave its about that time you shook hands with your fate i will destroy you (we will destroy you) this grave was dug for two this night will be your last
youre nothing but a backstabber you cross the line, they should lock a man up for thinking thoughts like mine
you called yourself the savior of the scene, but we paved the ground you walk on there are no bridges left to burn(left to burn) this time you better fucking learn(better fucking learn)
you are sicker than the plague you spread get back to the hole you crawled out of (you wont get away)
when will you see, you are done fucking with me said it once said it twice revenge is my name its a thin line that lies between infamy and fameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
