[Verse] At times I hold on to my life like a wounded animal who fought for their prey Teeth sunken into a shoulder blade - Eyes peering left and right for threats to be laid in their graves Behind these kind eyes there's hell to be raised Don't step close to me or I might have to change targets And, when it comes to my craft, I'm diligently ardent I don't allow for any errors in my margins when I'm chargin' I just want to splay your flesh, and drag you home like an offerin' - Let the crimson paint spray across the scene (both yours and mine) Feel the shiver and the chills running down your spine Shaking every inch of your body down to the root of your mind [Chorus] So wash the scene in red and green The color of blood shot eyes and what it looks like when your wrestling Fighting for your life cause you tried me in spite of knowing Just who I was, how I handle things (like this) No kind words, just an iron fist Did you think my words were just that That there were no facts to back up the tales of my past So now, it looks like you realize, you done fucked up [Verse] "Please, don't... *sniffle*" Aw. now, it's too late for that There's already a perfect gape in your defenses now that you done came to your senses You were actin so senseless Saying "he said that" And "she said this" I don't give a fuck about what you heard Or who you saw, who they might've been with Cause you might as well be dead~ now, I would never take your life just cause you like to bite On every single little thing I said or the moves I make (but you won't miss a finger or two, right?) I don't care if you realized your mistake Hind sight is 20/20 but it's often too late And in your case, there's no way to escape (the damage that you've done) And "son" you tried me so it's time to accept your fate I could have your head served on a silver plate (tonight...) If I were so keen [Chorus] So wash the scene in red and green The color of blood shot eyes and what it looks like when your wrestling Fighting for your life cause you tried me in spite of knowing Just who I was, how I handle things (like this) No kind words, just an iron fist Did you think my words were just that That there were no facts to back up the tales of my past So now, it looks like you realize, you done fucked up [Bridge] "You know I try to be so nice, leave all of the old behind me, but sometimes (some of ya'll) just really rub me the wrong way on the wrong day and I can't fake a smile to hide the itch I'm trying.... SO hard to hold back." [Chorus] So wash the scene in red and green The color of blood shot eyes and what it looks like when your wrestling Fighting for your life cause you tried me in spite of knowing Just who I was, how I handle things (like this) No kind words, just an iron fist Did you think my words were just that That there were no facts to back up the tales of my past So now, it looks like you realize, you done fucked up [Instrumental Outro]
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