Delta Hate - Touch

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Your home is the dirt
In the hole that you've dug for yourself
Your home is the dirt

So let's see if you can dig yourself out of this one now
Time and time again you get away unscathed

There's no escape

I've caught you in your little game
Well I can play too
Foaming at the mouth
Like the vole that you are

Get under my feet
Where you fucking belong
Get under my feet
Where you fucking belong

Rat bastard!
Rat bastard!

I'm filled up to the brim with your shit
Rat bastard!
I've been waiting for this day to come
When you reap what you've sown
Rat bastard!

Desolate decay

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Writer(s): Shay Stanley
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