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Lletres: Papa Roach. Burn.

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I didn't know you were a fake
Every lie went straight to my face
So blind and I cannot see
Right behind my back you stab me
I should've known that you were a bitch
Shut up you make me sick
Little man you ain't nothing like me
Lying, cheating, so deceiving

I trusted you
You broke me down
And you screwed me over
You cannot hide it
Don't try to deny it
I've been ignited

When I get to watch you burn
Burn, burn
Now I watch you burn
Burn, burn
Now I watch you burn
Your going to get what you deserve
Now I watch you burn

You turned me inside out
My whole world is upside down
Now I know why your happy now
Looking over your shoulder
Your fucking me over

I trusted you
You sold me out
This is far from over
Don't try to deny it
You cannot hide it
I'll be ignited

When I get to watch you burn
Burn, burn
Now I watch you burn
Burn, burn
Now I watch you burn
Your going to get what you deserve
You never learn

Your time has come now
It's your turn
Now I watch you burn

Burn, burn, burn
Now I watch you burn
Burn, burn
Now I watch you burn
Your going to get what you deserve
You never learn

Your time has come now
It's your turn
Now I watch your burn

Burn, burn
Now I watch you burn
Burn, burn
Now I watch you burn