The blood on your hands

Nov 04, 2005 15:04

Now I see you
Now you fear me
No longer shall I
Wait and bleed
I see the blood on your hands
It was from me

Hey you
Why are you scared
I thought that you said that your tough
Hey you
Why did you run
Just because I put a knife to your throat
Hey you can I hear you scream?
Just because it makes me fell good

Now I caught ya
All of your lies
The screaming in my head
Made me do it
Now I see your stupid face
I can hurt you
I can destroy
And the memory will remain
That you were dumb enough to call me your friend

Hey you
Why are you scared
I thought that you said that your tough
Hey you
Why did you run
Just because I put a knife to your throat
Hey you can I hear you scream?
Just because it makes me fell good

Now bitch your gonna die
Thanks to me
I'll see you rust
Stupid hoar
Such a waiste
To have you breath

Hey you
Why are you scared
I thought that you said that your tough
Hey you
Why did you run
Just because I put a knife to your throat
Hey you can I hear you scream?
Just because it makes me fell good

Now your dead
Thanks to me
Your blood was so dirty
From all of your lies
I hear every day
Now you quiet
Now you will sleep
Once you finish bleeding
Your burn bitch
Burn bitch
All of your lies
You said to me
Burn bitch burn
The blood on my hands
I fell not guilty
The blood on your hands
Your punished for
So burn bitch burn
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