Just the Tip

Bring me the apocalypse
You may taste my fingertips
I would never dig your grave
You will not make me your slave

And I don't care
And I won't cry
But I would die
Just to see you smile

Again, I will, See war
My belly's aching now to say
Listen or I'll make you go away
I'll stick in just the tip
And twist until you sit
I'll put you in your grave
And now you will behave
I will be there
Looking at you
This is the end
For you

I hate, You lie, We find, Ourself
I lost, Myself, You found, Your end

My belly's aching now to say
Listen or I'll make you go away
I'll stick in just the tip
And twist until you sit
I'll put you in your grave
And now you will behave
I will be there
Looking at you
This is the end
For you



Credits
Writer(s): Merijn De Vent, Nick Gunst, Tyrell Jansseune
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