C.L.Y Lyrics


I despise

Every thing that you are

I condemn

Every thing you stand for

Everyday

Praying for your downfall

I hope I

See you crash and burn

Fake tough guy

But can you

Walk the walk

You’re not worthy

The pedestal

They put you on

You’re scum

Waiting for the day

You end up

Dead in the street

Die like a dog

Lying at my feet

Praying for your end

Either by my hands

Or suicide in retreat

I’ll have the last laugh

When you’re carried by 6

Can’t run your mouth

When your entombed in dirt

It’s a shallow grave

Shallow grave

For cunts like you