Spite - Thank You, Again

feat. Phil Bozeman



I don't feel a fucking thing
Spit on the ground where I buried the dream
You stole from me

Think I might stay
End things my way
Taking the time spilling gasoline

Strike this match and redeem yourself
transcend in the flames

Bitch

Eat each other alive
Test the will to survive
(Yeah)

Born
filth of the world
perpetual hate that struggles to breathe,
I'm tortured by the thought of your face

a bite off and fake
hung by a thread facing the demons head
So I can thank you again

Thank you again,
for you the lie that you live

thank you again,
for your moment of fame

Polished
beacon of shit

bludgeoned ideals
and fucked until there's nothing left

Bitterness
takes a turn for the worse
your power wanes beneath us

Patiently
I hold the end of the line
tension from the struggle between

I take.
My time

Rip out what's inside

Sent
From death
to make
Your exit

Sent from the darkness,
holding you high

I take
My time

Bitterness
takes a turn for the worse
I've come to show you how

Fidgeting
Underneath the will of malice
Sanctity for the truest form of violence

Proverb
for a vengeful mind
Sanctity for the truest form of
Hate

The end of the world

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