Lyrics:
Call the search party, I want you found dead, not alive
You're the most conniving thief
You parasite, leeching on the weak, I will not be a host to your horroring ways
How does it feel to have the hands of guilt wrapped around your throat?
I may forgive, but I will never forget the malice that dwells in you.
The tables have turned, There will be no remorse for someone who preys upon the weak. You fucking coward, I fear the worst. Karma welcomes you
And they all know that you're holding me back ,but still I press on, hoping for something more.
Kidnapped, hostaged I was scared to run
I'm trying so hard not to follow this path, day by day. I'll never know, I'll never see the end of it
The past haunts me. Never will I be the same
Call the search party, I want you found dead, not alive.
You're the most conniving thief.
You Parasite always leeching on the weak
I will not be a host to your horroring ways
And they all know that you're holding me back ,but still I press on, hoping for something more.
Kidnapped, hostaged I was scared to run
I'm trying so hard not to follow this path, day by day. I'll never know, I'll never see the end of it
The past haunts me. Never will I be the same
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