Dingleberries
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
You will suffer
Oh, how you will suffer
I showed you love
Treated you like you were a brother
As fake as you are, the pain is real
Your days are numbered
Don't worry
You will feel at home in this dumpster
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
Don't worry
You will feel at home in this dumpster
I have no conscience left
Just a trunk full of death
If you could hear my thoughts you'd run and hide in terror
I'll make you wish you could take back all of your errors
Give yourself one last look in the mirror
See that look on your face? You know you will be erased
If you could hear my thoughts you'd run and hide in terror
I'll make you wish you could take back all of your errors
Give yourself one last look in the mirror
See that look on your face? You know you will be erased
After everything you've done
All the nothing you've become
Right when you thought that you made it
You have faded and lost it all
You were feeling like you won
Even start to see the sun
You reach out and you try to take it
Then you tripped and started the fall
After everything you've done
All the nothing you've become
Right when you thought that you made it
You have faded and lost it all
You were feeling like you won
Even start to see the sun
You reach out and you try to take it
Then you trip and started the fall
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
You will suffer
Oh, how you will suffer
I showed you love
Treated you like you were a brother
As fake as you are, the pain is real
Your days are numbered
Don't worry
You will feel at home in this dumpster
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
(You will suffer)
Don't worry
You will feel at home in this dumpster
I have no conscience left
Just a trunk full of death
If you could hear my thoughts you'd run and hide in terror
I'll make you wish you could take back all of your errors
Give yourself one last look in the mirror
See that look on your face? You know you will be erased
If you could hear my thoughts you'd run and hide in terror
I'll make you wish you could take back all of your errors
Give yourself one last look in the mirror
See that look on your face? You know you will be erased
After everything you've done
All the nothing you've become
Right when you thought that you made it
You have faded and lost it all
You were feeling like you won
Even start to see the sun
You reach out and you try to take it
Then you tripped and started the fall
After everything you've done
All the nothing you've become
Right when you thought that you made it
You have faded and lost it all
You were feeling like you won
Even start to see the sun
You reach out and you try to take it
Then you trip and started the fall
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Charles Caswell
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