Words with an after taste
I've made a bed, now I shall lay
Lay my head down on my mess
And pray to God, that I'm not blessed
Excuse me, excuse me
Why should I run?
When wrecking lives is so much fun?
I hope you're still hurting
I hope you're still on the ground
I hope my eyes have burned
And made flames surround--you
Blood on my hands stain
I've done the crime, now I shall pay
Payback every thing you gave
And savor it until you're slayed
Amuse me, amuse me
Why can't I stay?
I want my revenge, time to play
I hope you're still hurting
I hope you're still on the ground
I hope my eyes have burned
And made flames surround--you
You've never played fair
So baby why should I?
You shouldn't act so sour
It's an eye for an eye
Tell me
How am I wrong?
Tell me
You say you've known all along
I've known...all along
I hope you're still hurting
I hope you're still burning--
I hope you're still hurting
I hope you're still on the ground
I hope my eyes have burned
And made flames surround--you
You've never played fair
So baby why should I?
You shouldn't act so sour
It's an eye for an eye
Yeah.
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