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| The innocence robbed at ealy stage Bitterness alloys for the cage Pain gives birth to pain And hope gets smudged with bloodstains Despise yourself to swell with pride and think your hatred will win the prize I smell a change with horizons A face in your path now gone It's an attempt to deny You'd better find an alibi Spit in the face of mercy and now the debt ou owe will multiply So blame everyone but yourself while your so-called arguments tow the line A twofold edge of hate spills emotion that blinds the public's eye No claims to the life of a victim Offenses a list of lost freedoms Keep mocking Keep mocking Keep mocking to fill infectious lies A bead of sweet drips cold from your brow and it;s evident there's more to fear Here's a response to that message of spite that you've clung tightly to for all there years... The season is ripe for payback And the time is right for settlement The season is ripe for payback And the hour is now for cancellation The season is right for oayback As you hear the voice of reason The season is right for paybe Understand that your comments are not forgotten You don't wanna face the fact there's a debt to pay Blame everyone but yourself But be careful what you ask for You've got your wish with judgment with payback Liar You've got a lot of nothing to say You've got a lot of hate to spray You've got a lot of nothing to say And yet you're life is the meaning of temporary |
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