Walking down this aly way
Eyes dazed from the days
Your blood is dripping from my words
I'm thinking back to all the hurt
You stabbed me now I got you
You tried to break me
And i've broken you
You thought you could take my spirit away
You can't control me anyway
I finally did it i defeated you
Blood paints the wall
It tells stories it tells them all
The tears of the traitors worry
As they run into the cowards gun
This is something called a hit and run
I've written songs, poems and all of em
And all paint the picture
A letter written in blood
Telling them stories of who I was
But here you where
pushing me down With every shove
But I ain't a has-been
I put the sass in assassin
So I'm taking back the throne
I'm doing it on my own
So here I am standing in black
Humming lyrics from way back
The king has falling to one's dread
Maybe next time you'll make sure I'm dead
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 11:54 PM UTC
Walking down this aly way
Eyes dazed from the days
Your blood is dripping from my words
I'm thinking back to all the hurt
You stabbed me now I got you
You tried to break me
And i've broken you
You thought you could take my spirit away
You can't control me anyway
I finally did it i defeated you
Blood paints the wall
It tells stories it tells them all
The tears of the traitors worry
As they run into the cowards gun
This is something called a hit and run
I've written songs, poems and all of em
And all paint the picture
A letter written in blood
Telling them stories of who I was
But here you where
pushing me down With every shove
But I ain't a has-been
I put the sass in assassin
So I'm taking back the throne
I'm doing it on my own
So here I am standing in black
Humming lyrics from way back
The king has falling to one's dread
Maybe next time you'll make sure I'm dead
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