Been there twice before you tried to shut me out
In this rebuttal the story didnt change
I will pick myself up and spit right in your face
Simple task you fail
Im tired of explaining myself
Wait listen to me
Hold this over
Nothing you say
Will over throw me
Your words all mean nothing
Drunken tails that strain the waters in your tides
Burn the serum, as you toil through your lies
Mother watches as you spit right in her face
Finished the sermon, disease on your breath
Baptize the baby in lies
You drank us to ruins now youre on your own
Soiled and toiled beliefs I despise
Turning my blood into wine
Dissolving your life with a bottle in hand
Burning the serum, your burning the man
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
