Our love was so divine,
But you kicked me to the curb,
Guess what i'm more superb,
Than the other guys in line,
He won't be quite like me,
But I guess he'll do for you,
He's just another fool,
So let my heart go free,
You left me standing there,
A wounded healing heart,
I will never take part,
In anymore of your painful dares!
You've never injured me,
But now you've done screwed up,
Never gonna drink life from this cup,
Time to end your killing spree,
Vengeance will be mine,
Don't try to hide your face,
It's time to dropp the mace,
Your heart is serpentine.
My world is full of fear,
I'll never lend an ear,
To any of your sorry little cries,
This will not be a sin,
But in the end i'll win,
Besides in the end everybody dies,
Go ahead and tell your lie,
Soon your gonna die,
I'm here in hell suffering for my feat,
You mock me and my name,
For some desperate whorish fame,
Your gonna come right down here look I saved you a seat!
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