Track Name: If You Were Dead I'd Spit On Your Grave
There`s no telling what I might do. It doesn`t matter what we`ve been through, I`m pleased to see you ruined. Now, you`re just a fucking mess, and it`s probably your best. You`ve got enough shit in your head and it`s time to confess.
I think that I`m just drowing out of senses. It was my fault for not telling you "no" and giving the second chances. Now you`re the what I disdain, you`re fucking bane, how long will you clear the mess off your name? So maybe you`d said there were the reasons behind doing it, and I hope that you know - none of us gives a shit.
If you were dead, I`d spit on your grave
So what you could say now? Our would you tried to bring us down again? When every day is the chance to pay, all the debts you`ve owned to the friends that you hate.
You`re on the devil`s playground, trapped like a rat, you think you`ll get the profit? Ruining the lives of the ones who loved you, keep it going.