You're running out of time there's no escape from this fucking crime in the morning bodies lay on the lawn rope tied around your neck white dress has
You've lied before now to my fucking face I'm gonna take you to my darkest place my brain is out of order it's fully unhinged say it to my face or rest
Something changes in my mind I can't think straight I can't walk the line too many years of shit been through I've come to the end there's nothing left
In your eyes you think you know it all talking all that shit you're heading for a fall just take a look around you can't see straight the bringer of
Tattooed tears running down my face can't speak muthafucker when I'm up in your face 10 long years I'm prison bound all those lives left dead in the
I'm standing over you you sleep on your side you don't know it yet but your loved one's just died I pulled out my gun and shot him in the head you'd
Six Ft Ditch hate crime syndicate bringin it back like my man Herbert West all you fake muthafuckers you best wear a vest we gave you faces of death
