You Will Be Held Accountable for Your Actions
"Nice to meet you"; is it really though?
A hint of leering with a heartless glow
"Heard a lot about you" from a couple of friends
What I hope I'll never hear again
Your touch is coarse, no sign of remorse
You leave them completely hollow
They're all scared and ill-prepared to deal with what follows
"I'll see you around, then", but that's not true
You're so empty, I can see right through
You can't convey, you'll start to decay
When they hear what I'm about to say
Truth is I've known this for a while
Intent's hidden behind your smile
Your predatory intent can't count how much time you spent
Disingenuously claiming that you have just been framed
You have a way with getting away, but don't you fret
All of your plans will go awry, I hope to God you're petrified
I hope you burn much worse than what you left inside her mind
You will be held accountable for your actions this time
Your eyes lack depth and life, maybe for once you'll feel confined
Maybe we'll see it haunt you if somehow the stars align
Alas, the way you're built suggests you cannot fathom guilt
It eats your prey alive, and somehow you're still deprived
Maybe that's what takes it's place
At least I have your face, your name, your everything
But it'll never be enough
How many trials will it take to call every bluff?
There's so many of you
A hint of leering with a heartless glow
"Heard a lot about you" from a couple of friends
What I hope I'll never hear again
Your touch is coarse, no sign of remorse
You leave them completely hollow
They're all scared and ill-prepared to deal with what follows
"I'll see you around, then", but that's not true
You're so empty, I can see right through
You can't convey, you'll start to decay
When they hear what I'm about to say
Truth is I've known this for a while
Intent's hidden behind your smile
Your predatory intent can't count how much time you spent
Disingenuously claiming that you have just been framed
You have a way with getting away, but don't you fret
All of your plans will go awry, I hope to God you're petrified
I hope you burn much worse than what you left inside her mind
You will be held accountable for your actions this time
Your eyes lack depth and life, maybe for once you'll feel confined
Maybe we'll see it haunt you if somehow the stars align
Alas, the way you're built suggests you cannot fathom guilt
It eats your prey alive, and somehow you're still deprived
Maybe that's what takes it's place
At least I have your face, your name, your everything
But it'll never be enough
How many trials will it take to call every bluff?
There's so many of you
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Writer(s): Owen Traynor
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