Just so you know, just for the record, I come to you all alone, I walk with my mouth shut, but my eyes open wide, just so you know, just for the record I come to you with empty hands. I never have had anything anyway and it seems, that I never will, I will die with nothing As I was, before you, as I am now, you should have known, I am nothing and with nothing I come to you with empty hands I could paint a most vivid picture of raw aggression, with the blood spilt from your wound, a wound I created from my sharp tongue blade mind, and my dagger like whit, id cut your throat before the air could leak that cellar like cavity My vault of mind will capture those antics forever, never forgetting and when im done, regurgitating this documentary of what I have seen and al I have learned But then I say enough, I will never have anything, I come to grips with that a long, long time ago, I come to you with empty hands As I was before you, as I am now, I will never have anything I came to grips with that a long, long time ago, as I come to you with empty hands Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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