Bitter End from Consequences by GRIP

END THE FUCKN CROOKED LINES
THE KNIFE SINKS SO MUCH DEEPER
THE WORDS WON'T HEAL
AND THE WORLD WON'T MAKE IT BETTER
THE HURT CAN NEVER SELL
THE ATTEMPT TO SAVE YOUR GUILT
(WHAT YOU BELIEVE IS WHAT YOU WILL FUCKN SHIT)
WHAT THE WEAK IS FORCED TO SEE
IS WHAT YOU'LL FUCKN BE
THE DEATH OF DREAMS
THE ONLY WAY FOR TIME TO SET THEM FREE
(THE ROT INSIDE HER HEART)
A POISON SHE CALLED FRIEND
HER TONGUE IN FEAR
OUR SINS HOLD THE BITTER END

(THE TASTE OF HATE)
(THE BLOOD WE TAKE)
(THE TASTE OF HATE)
(THE BLOOD WE TAKE)

COUNT ME OUT

OUR FUCKN SINS HOLD THE BITTER END
OUR FUCKN SINS HOLD THE FUCKN BITTER END
THIS IS YOUR BITTER END

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