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Murder Was The Case That They Gave Me

Leathermouth


I've tried so hard to keep it together
My blood runs cold, I clench my fists
I'll seize the day by its throat and watch it die
The last thing you see will be my face

Remember this face

This one's for old times
You're empty inside
You did this to yourself

I've tried so hard to keep it together
My blood runs cold, I clench my fists
I'll seize the day by its throat and watch it die
The last thing you see will be my face

This one's for old times
This one's for old times

This is my counterstrike, right here my call to arms
I've scarred my battle cry, it's seach & destroy, you fucking whore

I'm burning down your house now
Hope to god you're in your house
Burn bright like a star, traitor
The sun smiles on your corpse, traitor

Your cries mean nothing. I'll take my time
Your tears mean nothing. I'll take my time

I can't leave you breathing
I can't leave you breathing
I can't leave you breathing
oh, the stories you'd tell

Maybe you'll learn when the dirt feels your lungs
Maybe you'll learn when the dirt feels your lungs

I am your nightmare
I am the shape in the dark
I am your ending
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
God knows I've had better

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