Vile

There you are, you fucking thief
Dying for a name to keep
Face fucked at light speed
Yeah that mouth was meant for me, ha

And to think that
I had hope
Somewhere for you
And to think that
I had hope

Did you think I'd fucking stop
Well I'm about to piss you off
On a bad set of keys
And I'm about to pick your locks

I'd say congratulations
For all you've done
You're such an inspiration
You gave boredom fun
Shed some other skin
To make you whole
You're insects of kin without a soul

I'd say congratulations
For all you've done
You're such an inspiration
You gave boredom fun
Shed some other skin
To make you whole
You're insects of kin without a soul



Credits
Writer(s): Daryll Howe
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