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Your time next

The time will come, don’t you worry
When I'm finally free from you
It'll be too late for you to say sorry
Maybe I’ll spare you if you quick, hurry
Grow a pair, and in the process – a backbone too

You took my promise with a smile
Then twisted it to crumbles
Made me think resistance was futile
I know now it’s not, not after a while
Sooner or later you will as we all - stumble

There you’ll be trembling of fright
All alone in the dark black night
There they’ll be, the ones you’ve wronged
Out from the shadows, together strong
There I’ll be in that crowd, one of them all
Executing the revenge, watching you fall

Keep this up, please do insult me again
I will strike back, I’ve got my allies
Together we will tie you down and then
Soap your tongue, washing out black lies




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Publicerad 2008-11-26 00:00



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