Your diary's bleeding,
Cause the words are so misleading
The pages run from your every word
Cause they know you lie even to them.
Humans learn from their mistakes,
Yeah we all get our breaks.
But when its twenty breaks a day,
You don't get them from anybody.
I'll recognize those cavernous eyes,
I'll pulverize all those tiny lies,
You wrap up in a tornado of everything I hate,
You're the bottom of the plate.
And you've got spiders.
I'll knock on wood for you and make a call to the higher ups.
But there's no way I'm going to where you're going, thank you.
I'll recognize those cavernous eyes,
I'll pulverize all those tiny lies,
You wrap up in a tornado of everything I hate,
You're the bottom of the plate.
I'm not waging a war with this,
But I'll have pictures to show my kids.
And when my friends stop by they'll hug their necks,
Cause all daddy's friends live life with respect.
And you've got spiders.
I'll recognize those cavernous eyes,
I'll pulverize all those tiny lies,
You wrap up in a tornado of everything I hate,
You're the bottom of the plate.
I'll recognize those cavernous eyes,
I'll pulverize all those tiny lies,
You wrap up in a tornado of everything I hate,
Everything I hate.
Concrete,
On your feet.
Concrete,
And you sink to the bottom.
Writer(s): Michael Ireland, Vincent Caruana, Brandon Swanson, Kellen Robson, Brett Romnes
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