Racing violent thoughts have always gotten the best of me Fantasizing about my fingers wrapped around your fragile throat
I want to watch the life leave your eyes
Creeping slowly in through your window My eyes rest upon your still, sleeping body
(Dylan) No one hears me as I saturate your home in gasoline Oh how I've waited for this moment All thats left to do is light the match and throw it Let the neighborhood listen to you burn
Flames engulf the bed as you squirm
Racing violent thoughts have always gotten the best of me I have set you free I have relieved the world of the burden you are
No one will miss you No one will hear you cry
I wish I could watch the maggots in your casket fucking eat youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
