The Blood of the Dead

Oh my god what have I done
Why did you take her life and said a lie
Why did you say that It'll be okay
Why you didn't promise to be back again
I didn't mean to be this way
I think it was the best for both of us
Don't turn this feeling into hate
It's the last thing that I want to say

Now I know what I have to do
I'll kill them all if I need it too
I'll close my eyes and hold my breath
Until that Fucker pay for what they made

Now with this knife of blood
You can see in what you become
You can leave me all alone
But if this pain persue
You better have a clue
And carry me back home
With liquor in my cup
And silence in my room
You better pray for me
'Cause I may not get back up

I hope you think that I am dead
Cause your apologies won't be accepted
Not what you got
Just what you've done
You can't run away
Cause I'll find you again

Yeah I knew what I had to do
I'll kill them all if I need it too
I'll close my eyes and hold my breath
Until that Fucker pay for what they made

Now with this knife of blood
You can see in what you become
You can leave me all alone
But if this pain persue
You better have a clue
And carry me back home
With liquor in my cup
And silence in my room
You better pray for me
'Cause I may not get back up

Now you can't stop yourself
It's never enough for you
Why you didn't change at all
And why the fuck you died too

Go ahead you fucking bitch
I dare you to kill me here
If you still breathe before I leave
I'll come back here until you sink
We're all fucking dead

I'm so sorry now
But what else I could do for you
Forgive me for what I've ever done
I just wanted to let you now
How much you mean to me

Now with this knife of blood
You can see in what you become
You can leave me all alone
But if this pain persue
You better have a clue
And carry me back home



Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Caacho Aboytes
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