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Murder Was the Case That They Gave Me

by Bonde Do Role

I've tried so hard to keep it together,
my blood runs cold, I clench my fists
I'll seize the day by its throat and watch it die
The last thing you'll see will be my face
Remember this face!
This one's for old times (x3)
You did this to yourself.
I've tried so hard to keep it together,
my blood runs cold, I clench my fists
I'll seize the day by its throat and watch it die
The last thing you'll see will be my face
Remember this face!
This one's for old times (x2)
This is my counter strike, right here my call to arms.
I've scarred my battle cry, it's search and destroy you fucking whore
I'm burning down your house now.
Hope to God you're in your house now.
Burn bright, like a star, traitor!
The sun smiles on your corpse, traitor!
Your cries mean nothing, I'll take my time.
Your tears mean nothing, I'll take my time.
I can't leave you breathing (3x)
Oh the stories you'll tell
Maybe you'll learn when the dirt fills your lungs
Maybe you'll learn when the dirt fills your lungs
I am your nightmare
I am the shape in the dark
I am your ending
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
God knows I've had better

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