Emmure - Tales From The Burg Lyrics
I'll never forget waking up in BaltimoreMy palms full of sweatClearly you've had your revengeFor the night I spit right in your faceYou will never forget and I will never forgetEver waking moment I spend wishing you were deadJust *****ing die!It must of been his brand new hand pentagramOr the fact that he *****sIron City girls, no condom, on the ragJust so you knowThe next time your sucking dickYour tasting the blood of a Pirates fanTell me how much lower can you go in life?You *****ing *****![x2]I'm so over itI'm *****ing over itI'm so over itI'm *****ing over itI'm so over itI'm *****ing over itI'm so over itI'm *****ing over itI'll never forget waking up in BaltimoreMy palms full of sweatClearly you've had your revengeFor the night I spit right in your faceYou will never forget and I will never forgetEver waking moment I spend wishing you were deadJust *****ing die!Just so you knowThe next time your sucking dickYour tasting the blood of a Pirates fanTell me how much lower can you go in life?You *****ing *****!I'm so over itI'm *****ing over itWhat a perfect romance, a plague on both your houses [x3]
