(no subject)
It's in your nature to destroy my dreams.
It's in my heart to damage your means.
Because I feed off your fire day after day.
It's you who I live for, until I spit on your grave.
So shall it be the last laugh on me?
When you lay there to rot, I breathe.
It's in my heart to damage your means.
Because I feed off your fire day after day.
It's you who I live for, until I spit on your grave.
So shall it be the last laugh on me?
When you lay there to rot, I breathe.