Wait For It, The Time Will Come, I Will Take This Matter Into My Own Hands

I'll kill
Whatever you say grows
And drop down a freshly cut black rose
And one card the ace of spades
Cadaver with these gifts rest in peace

She screams for attention
Excuse is her middle name
Her friendly complextion
Is enough to drive me insane
There are reasons for hurting
So lets take our time to heal
I'm about to take action
This blade never felt so real

Throw down, if you think this is wrong
But you know, the truth bleeds from this song
And everything, it starts at a point
And this time, the point was your lie

Abra cadaver
No more breath to savor
No more hearts to kill, heart killer
No more limbs to sever
No more hearts to kill, murderer

Vampire bats, in my stomach
Kisses, that might kill
This is my pessimistic overview
Of what is real

Abra cadaver
No more breath to savor
No more hearts to kill, heart killer
No more limbs to sever
No more hearts to kill, murderer

No more breath to savor
No more hearts to kill