| Now, what have we here?
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| Are you sure about this?
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| I was once grateful to you
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| But, If this is our fate, so be it!
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| You leave me no choice
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| Yuh
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| I woke up, I chose violence
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| Choke up, these bitches silent
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| Get fucked, nowhere to hide and
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| No luck, I must oblige
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| I came to bludgeon all you pussies
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| You could call it what you want
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| I been feelin' kinda manic, I might kill 'em just for fun
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| Collecting heads, think you’re better off dead
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| I could lie and say it isn’t personal
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| I’m seein' red
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| You’re the target, I’m the missile
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| Don’t worry, they won’t miss you
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| I think I got some problems, turning nothin' to an issue
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| Now I’ll solve it with my-
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| I popped off, it’s been a little borin'
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| All my enemies are hiding out, it gets annoyin'
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| Guess I gotta sniff 'em out, I’m searchin' 'til the mornin'
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| Finally found the prey, okay so now’s the day for mournin'
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| I used to want to kill myself, but now I only kill the snakes
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| Bitch don’t say you know me, 'cause you’ve always been a fake
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| I’ve been posted in my dungeon, got the tools to make you vanish
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| I been itchin' for destruction, I might take over the planet, uh
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| White knuckle blade singin' «Where you at, bitch?»
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| They open the fuckin' gates, I came out with my heart ripped
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| I put 'em in a body bag, yeah you know that’s my shit
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| I don’t fuck with you now, it’s time to put you in a ditch
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| Okay, bodies on bodies, I cannot stop, I got a problem
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| Bitch I’m awful, I got it
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| Just fuckin' drop me in a coffin
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| I’m just talkin' shit, this is what you wanted right?
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| No more «Mr. |
| Nice Guy», you’ll be sayin' «Bye bye»
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| 'Cause I woke up, I chose violence
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| Choke up, these bitches silent
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| Get fucked, nowhere to hide and
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| No luck, I must oblige
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| I came to bludgeon all you pussies
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| You could call it what you want
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| I been feelin' kinda manic, I might kill 'em just for fun
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| Collecting heads, think you’re better off dead
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| I could lie and say it isn’t personal
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| I’m seein' red
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| You’re the target, I’m the missile
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| Don’t worry, they won’t miss you
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| I think I got some problems, turning nothin' to an issue
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| Now I’ll solve it with my- |