Purest Pain

Point blank made, when it's all a fucking game

Easy to talk, when you're all the fucking same

Making sense, proving me

Spineless sheep, you've been lying through your teeth

End of days, you've lost your grace

I play God, better slow your fucking pace

It's all a fucking game, and you're never the same

But your reasons are the fucking same

Death's so sweet, so inhumane

No sleep, but I still remain

Suffer the purest pain, regret's the purest pain

Yo', I think it's time to bring the hammer down on y'all you fuckin' pusses

Show you how the fuck we do it in the Bay' motherfucker

Err-rah