You seem very acquainted with lust, though it's a shame your little games are coming to an end Stick that finger down your throat, 'cause the only one to blame is your own fucking self.
You say that this was all okay; filth stained your hands as your bed cloths were soaked in her innocence. How can you not understand that what you've done wasn't right? Why can't you understand that this will be over tonight?
If you're not able to see what's wrong, I'll rip your eyelids off to force you to fucking see it
Your conscience is paper thin Giving life to all your sins No guilt to drown in Her scars still hunt my dreams It's time to face reality You'll be dead at dawn You'll be dead
I'm taking control Words might not be enough to stop you, and they aren't enough to stop me too
Wish I could let you run away just like you did to her, right? And now you are the defenseless one tonight Her trauma was your favorite song I'll send you back to where you belong
Time's up, let's settle the score I'll destroy your freedom I am justice
Fuck
Your conscience is paper thin Giving life to all your sins No guilt to drown in Her scars still hunt my dreams It's time to face reality You'll be dead at dawn