Direktlänk till inlägg 18 juni 2012
2007
Down, scream
And another knife is soaring through the air
Aim it at me, aim to kill
Put the hate through my heart
Slap the anger in my face
And nail the envy in my bones
Handing me the fear, forcing me to hate
Bringing me to beg and I beg for a chance
You've put a chaos in my mind
Now I fear
Now I hate
Now I envy
Everytime I stood beside you
And everytime you took a part of me
All these times I wished but I broke
And I would love you dead
Pushing me around
I never get to get up before I fall back down
Forcing thoughts into my head
Making me believe
Now I fear
Now I hate
Now I envy
Everytime I stood beside you
And everytime you took a part of me
All these times I wished but I broke
And I would love you dead
For all these misplaced emotions
For every shade of the heart
You'll be convicted, and you are guilty
We'd love to see you dead
This cold steel seems heavier than ever
And my legs are shaking from exhaust
Alright, enough
I'm convinced, I know now
What I am, and what I always will be
Aim it at me
Beg for a chance
Aim to kill
Now I believe
Aim it at me
Beg for a chance
Aim to kill
Now I believe
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