Hammered down your man-made democracy
Pour salt in the wounds
Paper gods make all the gestures
They're coming in our face.
This is what I'll be...don't you fucking cradle me
The cause of my hostility, cut your throat while I sleep.
You want it all.
Bury me to the ground...suffocate, I watch myself die
And you come back around
You can't have it all.
Why won't you die!!!
One day when Im a man
That day you'll understand
Bloody fist pounds me insane
Rip out my heart and spite your veins.
You tore out my eyes, asked me what I see
I never speak for I'm bound to be...
Cheapened, molested
Left with no dignity or pride.
Don't you fucking cradle me...
You're no better than me
Bury me to the ground...
(no better than me)
Why won't you die!!!
One day, I'll be a man
That day, you'll understand
Push you from the reins
Slit my wrists and spite your veins...
Spite Your Veins
You're in my world now.
Spite Your Veins
Fuck what you said to me
With your arms wrapped around me,
This is just the beginning,
Your time is running out
Your time is running out
Your time is running out
I absorb your absolution
I'll spit it back in your face
Force you to accept the blame
Learn to spite your veins
Its not easy, don't say its fine
Tired of fucking up all the time
Left me ruined, a shadow of myself
I never wanted this kind of help.
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