This would be in your nature
Breaking and cursing
Searching for dust piles in the corner to build an empire
Drop Dead
Jump that hurdle
And climb the mountain top.
Forget the lines, cross out the pictures.
Talk talk talk all you do is talk.
Concentrate on your mistakes and pin them on the victim of your lover.
Drown in the wreckage of your sinking ships.
Step up boy, be a man, face your fears
Sit back relax no one can attack you from here.
We will feed you, your fucking heart.
We will feed you a lesson.
Burn in hell you bastards