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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lost to the Void
Lost to the Void
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Crivelli
Nick Crivelli
Songwriter
Ivan Aguayo
Ivan Aguayo
Composer
Casey Gerlach
Casey Gerlach
Songwriter
Colin Gerlach
Colin Gerlach
Composer
Andrew Llewellyn
Andrew Llewellyn
Songwriter
Paul Madrid
Paul Madrid
Composer

Lyrics

Let's see you say that to my fuckin face bitch Resentment no longer held Forward is all I know Straight through your fuckin face With that knockout blow No sense of control Still standing through your fuckin bullshit now Punk Just another motherfuckin snake in the grass trying to slither past Sancho Jesus Master manipulator pussy boy Vengeance is what I have in store for you Rat bastard troll got me Doubting the concept of Evolution Imprisoned by your own Delusion How could I come to any other conclusion You keep on spinning and spinning countering revolution Maybe a bullet to the head Through your dome is the final Solution to move on from this life of revenge Feeds the urges beneath Brought upon by your own deceit Inflicting as much pain as humanly possible in which you can't retreat Time to pay back for everything you did With Broken bones blood curdling screams And moans and everything in between Resentment no longer held Forward is all I know Straight through your fuckin face For that final blow No need for control Still standing through your fuckin bullshit Want to talk that shit then act like family Mother fucker I swear I'll knock every tooth down your fuckin throat You little fuckin bitch I long to grip your neck Let my nails sink in to feel your final breath Look you in the eye And see what's left to say Now Betrayal a product of broken trust Not much to look at when your face is just some dripping paste I want to know I want to know what it's like to end a once beloved one's life Self-serving little cunt Dropping the weight that's been carried beyond its cause Beyond its use I'd gladly leave you for dead Not a care for your loved ones Sleep lost at night just like Mine you chose to fuck Sometimes it's better just to let go Never given another thought With no fuckin remorse It gives way for feelings weighing on me for all of my days Can no longer continue this way Time to move on or waste away How could I just let them walk away With no penance paid back still to this day Should I let such disrespect stand Or follow through With the plan Contrition no longer an option You'll never see the error of your ways Your unapologetic selfishness has sealed your fate Your fate You fucking waste of space Punk bitch wanna step to me I'll have you crying begging on your knees Bone crushing blood sucking A proper display for your corpse Dead Fucking weight
Writer(s): Andrew Llewellyn, Casey Gerlach, Colin Gerlach, Ivan Aguayo, Nick Crivelli, Paul Madrid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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