Sadist Song. YAY!
I never asked for redemption
But I found it here- in you
Every tear and mention
Of whom you direct it to
Makes each year
So much easier
My pit of regret...
Yeah, she's out to get me!
My pit of regret...
Insatiably hungry!
I throw you to the wolves
Get teared and torn up
The masses wail in droves
Another prey, another pup
To throw away
To keep me from realitay!
My pit of regret...
Yeah, she's out to get me!
My pit of regret...
Insatiably hungry!
My past is mine but I bar no holds
To get over myself I'll make sure you never grow old
Murder, simply, or destroying your life:
If you live through it all then I'll deal more strife
Nothing personal, friend, truly
I'm just a fucked up, violent man who's awfully ruly.