Lletres: Vietnom. Death Is The Outcome. Bitter Love.

You're always on my back
i'm never alone
everytime that i wake up
your fucken home
what started out as love
soon turned to hate
can't save it now girl
it's to fucken late

i can't take it anymore
your just a fucken whore
all these voices in my head
get out now before your dead
x2

so just pack your bags
and get your shit
it's finally over
i fucken quit
i've should've known
you'd be a front
i should've known
you were a cunt

i can't take it anymore
your just a fucken whore
all these voices in my head
get out now before your dead
x2

there's just one more chance
that i'll give you
stay out of my face
and away from my crew
so don't talk no shit
or come around
cause if you do bitch
you won't be found