Wolverine
I made a pact with myself
To never trust again
Because lately my greatest enemies
Were once my closest friends
My heart is sorely damaged
Because I wear it on my sleeve
My optimism lacks a pulse
And my hope is dwindling
I've been trying to fight them
For what feels like a lifetime
These murderous impulses
And desires for revenge
I thought that I could fight them
But fatigue is setting in
I've lost my cool
I'm gambling with my life
And I know I'm gonna lose
I don't fear the repercussions
Of what I know will follow soon
I became reckless
As I stumbled over the edge
I traded in my ticket to heaven
For a slim shot at revenge
I decorated the walls
With blood and gasoline
The sound of sirens rung high
And harmonized panicked screams
I heard desperate cries
As I walked the streets
My adversaries now plead for their lives
In the purgatory
I told you motherfuckers
There would come a day
When fire would fill your rooms
When all your heroes cease to be brave
What are you gonna do?
Now all the people that I've come to hate
Burn to death in their beds
They're crying out for something
But nothing's there
My sympathy's fuckin dead
It's dead
To never trust again
Because lately my greatest enemies
Were once my closest friends
My heart is sorely damaged
Because I wear it on my sleeve
My optimism lacks a pulse
And my hope is dwindling
I've been trying to fight them
For what feels like a lifetime
These murderous impulses
And desires for revenge
I thought that I could fight them
But fatigue is setting in
I've lost my cool
I'm gambling with my life
And I know I'm gonna lose
I don't fear the repercussions
Of what I know will follow soon
I became reckless
As I stumbled over the edge
I traded in my ticket to heaven
For a slim shot at revenge
I decorated the walls
With blood and gasoline
The sound of sirens rung high
And harmonized panicked screams
I heard desperate cries
As I walked the streets
My adversaries now plead for their lives
In the purgatory
I told you motherfuckers
There would come a day
When fire would fill your rooms
When all your heroes cease to be brave
What are you gonna do?
Now all the people that I've come to hate
Burn to death in their beds
They're crying out for something
But nothing's there
My sympathy's fuckin dead
It's dead
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Writer(s): Jay Maronen
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