Give me a handful of shit and I'll give you
Two right back when you least expect me to
Then another
I'll show you evil like no other
I, I'll make it bite
I, I'll take delight
High, high pressure spike
Feed me a line of shit suppressing my doubt
Only prolonging what I will figure out
Now or later
In your misery a perpetrator
Of sorrow and shame
Better do a back ground check
I don't even know you yet
Could you kill
I never should
You will
You've lost your way
Because you're so engulfed in hate
You've lost your way
What about identity theft
I don't even owe you yet
Mind you
You can run but I will find you
I'm closer every day
And you know you'll have to pay
I, I'll make it bite
I, I'll take delight
High, high pressure spike
Save the excuses spare me gory details
You've only got yourself to blame if it fails
And you blow it
Don't rock the boat if you can't row it
And face your demise
I, I'll make it right
I, I'll take delight
High, high pressure spike
Give me a handful and you'll suffer my wrath
How many times will you go down the wrong path
Till you get it
Skin of a snake but you can't shed it
Don't try to strike
Better do a back ground check
I don't even know you yet
Could you kill
I never should
You will
You've lost your way
Because you're so consumed with pain
You've lost your way
What about identity theft
I don't even owe you yet
No fucking way