Texty: Chokehold. Prison Of Hope. More Than Ever.

Untie me, I can't be held back anymore
Building up inside, all out war
Shade of red on everything I see
No telling what could happen if you fuck with me
More than ever it's becoming clear
that my hate for you is a fucking obsession
I wish I could look the other way
I've tried so hard to ignore you
But you kept coming back
To time has come to attack