Rotten

This life is cold I hope it brings you pain

And if i had any say you'd be stuck in a grave

For the lack of love you gave you only cared for the fame

Now the time has come to sit down and stay in your place

Forced upon just to make a death bed

We won't be happy till you're lying in it

Protect and serve there's only death I see

From around our city

No respect for hypocrisy

Too many times did you leave me to drown

Beat you down to the curb, now your teeth's on the ground

Keep my name off your tongue, and all that shit out your mouth

Before I snap now i'm taking your crown bitch

Cause times running out

It's running out for you

Cause times running out

So what the fuck are you gonna do?

I

Can't

Stop til you meet your bitter end

Ask

Your

Self are these demons a consequence?

Of

The

Hurt that you've caused others for so long

That you've caused for far too long

Die pig

Blue lives don't exist

Die pig

You're just a piece of shit

You're rotten

To the core of your soul

Rotten

Like the core of this world