Lyrics

Overtime you lost the line The growing box of self decline Your silent anger so loud behind The keys to it all, a minus sign Say what you will, what you will Anything for a kill, for a kill (Run 'em down 'til you wear the crown) Say what you will, what you will Anything for the thrill of a kill Beat 'em down 'til they're underground You bring the gun Bleed with a knife The darkest sky is your paradise Faceless fame on a heap you reign You leave the hate But you still play the saint Saint! Righteous so, how you cleave Quick, proxy poison to the feed Just a fake bеast ready set for the siеge Burn with the blue 'til you face me Say what you will, what you will Anything for a kill, for a kill Run 'em down 'til you wear the crown Say what you will, what you will Anything for the thrill of a kill You bring the gun And bleed with a knife The darkest sky is your paradise Faceless fame on a heap you reign You leave the hate But you still play the saint No human alliance, violence never silence No human alliance, violence never silence No human alliance, violence never silence No human alliance, violence never silence Cross my heart and hope I die Stab a needle in my eye Cross my heart and hope I die Stab a needle in my eye (Say what you will, what you will) (Anything for a kill, for a kill) (Run 'em down 'til you wear the crown) (Say what you will, what you will) (Anything for the thrill of a kill) You bring the gun And bleed with a knife The darkest sky is your paradise Faceless fame on a heap you reign You leave the hate But you still play the saint Saint!
Writer(s): Joseph Robert Rickard, Anthony John Armstrong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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