A Dish Served Cold
Well, as the moonlight lights your club you say
"No where to run now boy, gonna beat the teeth out of your mouth in the name of the Law"
My bones were breaking, your baton swinging
Protecting and serving the shit out of me
You kicked me down, dropped your pants
Started pissing on me while laughing lunatically
It was getting boring so you left me crawling, vomiting blood all over the ground
Your name was hiding but your face is carved in my skull
I'll see you around
I don't trust lawyers, judges and courts and i know you know how slow justice can go These days
I saw you walking out your dog last night so next time, and if the lights are all down
I'm gonna wreck your petty soul when I drive past your house
As your dirty feet walk close, smashing ashes and consent
In a bedroom full of empty bottles
My weak voice mumbling, trying to escape your rotten soul
Your breath touching my wasted body
History's legetimating your power and it's cracking every part of me
I will have my scars but I'm not alone
Cause even thought I'm made in a thousand broken pieces
I'm not destroyed, I'm not destroyed
One way or another I'm gonna find you, I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
One day maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya', I'm gonna kill ya', I'll kill ya'!
I will drive past your house, and if the lights are all down.
I'll blow your brains out, on the floor
"No where to run now boy, gonna beat the teeth out of your mouth in the name of the Law"
My bones were breaking, your baton swinging
Protecting and serving the shit out of me
You kicked me down, dropped your pants
Started pissing on me while laughing lunatically
It was getting boring so you left me crawling, vomiting blood all over the ground
Your name was hiding but your face is carved in my skull
I'll see you around
I don't trust lawyers, judges and courts and i know you know how slow justice can go These days
I saw you walking out your dog last night so next time, and if the lights are all down
I'm gonna wreck your petty soul when I drive past your house
As your dirty feet walk close, smashing ashes and consent
In a bedroom full of empty bottles
My weak voice mumbling, trying to escape your rotten soul
Your breath touching my wasted body
History's legetimating your power and it's cracking every part of me
I will have my scars but I'm not alone
Cause even thought I'm made in a thousand broken pieces
I'm not destroyed, I'm not destroyed
One way or another I'm gonna find you, I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
One day maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya', I'm gonna kill ya', I'll kill ya'!
I will drive past your house, and if the lights are all down.
I'll blow your brains out, on the floor
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Writer(s): Bruno Palma
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