you've twisted words, you've broken bonds,
another day you'll bury me
your words are pointed like the f*cking teeth,
the teeth you'll dig into my neck and if you had the chance,
would you f*cking kill? come on.
would you f*cking kill?
if you had the chance would you f*cking kill me and stab me in the back?
you've twisted words, you've broken bonds you think your god?
i wonder why that you try to deny, that you pray i'll lose it all.
i wonder why you try to deny that you pray i'll f*cking die.
the walls are closing in. im buried.