Time To Kill

Just do it, baby
Or I fucking will
You got nothing left but time
Time left to kill

Just do it, baby
You've got nothing left
There is nothing left of you that I don't posess

My messiah rose up
Rose up from the mud
He wanted everything
Every drop of my blood

Just do it, baby
It feels so good
You know nothing of posession
And I don't think you could

Just do it, bitch
You little punk
I might end up with you
But I don't think I could