Cold-Hearted
It's never fun being beat down
Shoved around
Face pushed to the ground
Told to never make a sound
You make me feel like I'm nothing
But something
Tells me that you're bluffing
Since you lie about everything
You will surely bend to my will
If you refuse then I will kill
Slowly beating inside your chest
Your heart grows cold as I infest
I'm so fucking sick of your bullshit you don't know what it's like to deal with you
I'm so fucking sick of your bullshit you don't know what it's like to deal with you
Shoved around
Face pushed to the ground
Told to never make a sound
You make me feel like I'm nothing
But something
Tells me that you're bluffing
Since you lie about everything
You will surely bend to my will
If you refuse then I will kill
Slowly beating inside your chest
Your heart grows cold as I infest
I'm so fucking sick of your bullshit you don't know what it's like to deal with you
I'm so fucking sick of your bullshit you don't know what it's like to deal with you
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Writer(s): Levi Ausmus
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