Smoke up
Quelle: Spotify
Gather yourself
Sharpen your ears
Pull yourself together
Filled up with fear
Knowing you're going nowhere
Stare into the eyes of your fate
Fragile hearts in hands of danger
Scattered on the floor
A fucking bloodbath
This will not be forgotten, mark my words
The sound of screams are all over
A composition of
Gasping throats fills up this room
The sirens are closing
But yet this is not over
I got more bags to fill
And there's one for you
I know you know
I see right through you
You'll be biting on the pavement
As agony stands by your door
As agony stands by your door
You'll be counting your last minutes
Your time is running out
Say hello to all my friends
Say hello to all my friends
Listen to this message
Filled up with fear
Stare into the eyes of your fate
You son of a bitch
Run as you may but i will find you
I will find you
The taste of blood in your mouth
(keeps you from) making all the possible mistakes again
Enjoy your last breath
Inhale the air and choke on your sins
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