Lyrics Noice. Smort. - Wot Gorilla?

Noice. Smort.

I can help you or make it worse, she said on her death bed
Even when you’re dead, you’ll find a way through
I don’t think I can pretend that nothing ever really happened
Make it worse
I have an enemy, It takes it out of me
You don’t remember us?
I have no remorse
You don’t have the right to judge, jump down off that horse
Are you happy now?
Honestly?