Grand Theft Audio - Avarice Lyrics
Heres the sucker punchYour mind is out to lunchIn everything you do, your poison attitudeTakes your breath awayBlackens everydayTheres nothing left to loseCos Im sick of youIm running throughBlack streets at night, with nothing ahead of meThinking of you, beaten black and blueYoure waiting to greet me with your avariceHeres the new excuseYour soul has blown a fuseAnd everywhere you lookThe libertys you tookYou stop and look at me, hate the things you seeTheres nothing left to loseYeah Im sick of youIm running throughBlack streets at night, with nothing ahead of meThinking of you, beaten black and blueYoure waiting to greet me with your avariceHeres the new excuse