I'll kick the door off its hinges, you better believe that we have unfinished business.
There's no way you can spin this
With words or finesse,
That would make you seem anything less
Than the way that you are, you're vile at heart
Well ok
You've got a point
I'm a man of my word
And I can imagine your pain
When you think
Maybe the world will end today
However, you don't look like you're in pain yet
Carrying that grin you'd watch a train wreck
Consider what I say
As I can't
And I won't
Curve your course of time
Hell will pour from the sky
I will only burn you, I will not bury you
Who knows the walls of my room
Better than you
I wake up feeling nauseous
From filling my body with toxins Startling some part of me
I see the face of the moon