No Remorse
I'm so sick of the shit that you Speak
Bastardized, your life's work is Meek
Spreading lies through the vitriol You preach
You've made your bed now you Are the devil
I'm so sick of the shit that you Speak
Bastardized, your life's work is Meek
Spreading lies through the vitriol You preach
You've made your bed now you Are the devil
Holding on to your last shred of Hope
Hanging on to the end of a rope
Pray to god that you don't let go
Cause you don't wanna know What's fucking below
Disgusted by your actions until my Last breath
You're choking
Its foreboding
Your life will be endless suffering
Time after time they put their Fucking trust in you
Time after time you let them Down and you just fucking Drowned
Disowned by your family
Suffering in silent agony
Better hope the chair doesn't fall Or your neck will become nothing But fucking snapped
Hear your neck go crack
You see your whole life fall apart In front of you
Realize now that there's nothing You can do
I'm so sick of the shit that you Speak
Bastardized, your life's work is Meek
Spreading lies through the vitriol You preach
You've made your bed now you Are the devil
I'm so sick of the shit that you Speak
Bastardized, your life's work is Meek
Spreading lies through the vitriol You preach
You've made your bed now you Are the devil
Hiding in plain sight
Crafting your own alibi
Do your best to hide cause we will Always find
You
Caught the rat by the fucking toe
Hypocrite wont show no remorse
Disgusting motherfucker
On the end of his rope
All I wanted
Was some honesty
A little bit of fucking Accountability
Tell me the fucking truth
Was it them or was it you
No belief in your system
No belief from us in you
Holding down the 204 for all of us Left
We stand tall and scream fuck the Rest
No fucking hope
No fucking love
No fucking goodbyes
Nothing fucking left
Were still fucking here
Destroying all that's near
New beginnings
Start fucking here
Stab City motherfucker
Bastardized, your life's work is Meek
Spreading lies through the vitriol You preach
You've made your bed now you Are the devil
I'm so sick of the shit that you Speak
Bastardized, your life's work is Meek
Spreading lies through the vitriol You preach
You've made your bed now you Are the devil
Holding on to your last shred of Hope
Hanging on to the end of a rope
Pray to god that you don't let go
Cause you don't wanna know What's fucking below
Disgusted by your actions until my Last breath
You're choking
Its foreboding
Your life will be endless suffering
Time after time they put their Fucking trust in you
Time after time you let them Down and you just fucking Drowned
Disowned by your family
Suffering in silent agony
Better hope the chair doesn't fall Or your neck will become nothing But fucking snapped
Hear your neck go crack
You see your whole life fall apart In front of you
Realize now that there's nothing You can do
I'm so sick of the shit that you Speak
Bastardized, your life's work is Meek
Spreading lies through the vitriol You preach
You've made your bed now you Are the devil
I'm so sick of the shit that you Speak
Bastardized, your life's work is Meek
Spreading lies through the vitriol You preach
You've made your bed now you Are the devil
Hiding in plain sight
Crafting your own alibi
Do your best to hide cause we will Always find
You
Caught the rat by the fucking toe
Hypocrite wont show no remorse
Disgusting motherfucker
On the end of his rope
All I wanted
Was some honesty
A little bit of fucking Accountability
Tell me the fucking truth
Was it them or was it you
No belief in your system
No belief from us in you
Holding down the 204 for all of us Left
We stand tall and scream fuck the Rest
No fucking hope
No fucking love
No fucking goodbyes
Nothing fucking left
Were still fucking here
Destroying all that's near
New beginnings
Start fucking here
Stab City motherfucker
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Skomerowski
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