Texty: Trivium. The Crusade. To The Rats.

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To hide behind
Barricade
Built up inside
You think you're safe

But someday we all will find you
Come to where you work
And fucking tie you
Every lie
Shot back
To your throat
By our hands

A skull-fuck
For every word
you try to breathe
Don't fuck with this

Break every bone in your face
If you mess with my life
I'll mess with your blood
And bury you
In a coffin made of your
A coffin made of your deceptions

Off the set
Each second fades
In denial of your ??
Till your jealousy reseeds you
You're really in love
With all that I do

Every lie
Shot back
To your throat
By our hands

A skull-fuck
For every word
you try to breathe
Don't fuck with this

Break every bone in your face
If you mess with my life
I'll mess with your blood
And bury you
In a coffin made of your
A coffin made of your deceptions

This is to the rats
This is to the rats

This is to the rats
This is to the rats

In your conscience
...
You secretly want to be
Just like me

A skull-fuck
For every word
you try to breathe
Don't fuck with this

Break every bone in your face
If you mess with my life
I'll mess with your blood
And bury you
In a coffin made of your
A coffin made of your deceptions

Break every bone in your face
If you mess with my life
I'll mess with your blood
And bury you
In a coffin made of your
A coffin made of your deceptions