Emmure Follow

This might be your two years ago
But this pain is mine forever
Living well just wasn't good enough
I wanted my revenge

Blue moon bottle
Right across your head
I broke your face and all you did was snitch
You little bitch

I thought you were hard, son
I thought that you were Mr. I Don't Give A fuck
Turns out you're the soft one
You've got twelve months so I suggest you get a gun

You should have just accepted that you got your ass kicked
Now you and all your friends are on my shit list

You're gonna die, you're gonna die
You're gonna die, you're gonna die
You're gonna die, you're gonna die
And I'll be there in court to tell your mother why

She found her son with a knife in his chest
She found her son with a bullet in his head
My bad, I didn't mean to ruin your reputation
My bad, I didn't mean to ruin your reputation

I swear the next time
I swear the next time you see me
Well, let's just say you won't be so lucky

Say goodbye to all you cared about
See my face and know your death is now
Say goodbye to all you cared about
See my face and know your death is now

Your death is now, your death is now, your death is now
Your death is now, your death is now
See my face and know your death is now
See my face and know your death is now