High Calibre

Good luck with getting that back
With getting that back
We're getting that back

We fell too far for a while
We set it on fire
We set it on fire

I could break you
If only I tried
Let me take you
One more time
One more chance
And we're in it to die
Whatever it takes
You'll be ready to

You don't know why
I hate your smile
You steal my life
You suck me dry
I hope you die
I'll slide that knife
Into your brain
I hope you feel that pain
A slow burn rage
A torture cage
I'll use these tools
My chemicals
To make it worse
To make it hurt
I'll make you squirm
And scream and yearn
For death
And rest
I will not yield
To your requests
My will is
Bent



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