Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tanya Masami Negin
Songwriter:in
Elliott Marchent
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
I've heard of a place
That's made of stone
Where nine people get to play god
Tell me what I can do
And where I can go
And tell me to just
Play along
They gave us each guns
Told us all to have fun
And oh my god
That's what you're wearing?
Said I'll get what's coming
It's my fault for not running
I can't really blame them for staring
So I waited till night
And I sharpened my knife
If they can't even see
Then they don't need their eyes
Revenge isn't enough
I need to make sure that you suffer
You thought I'd be quiet
And I'd just be somebody's mother?
All your money won't save you
When you're in your grave, you
Won't even remember your name
Revenge isn't enough
I need to make sure that you suffer
I guess that it's time
Don't tell me to smile
I think we're done being polite
Poured gas in my lungs
And flooded my tongue
Now I'm just waiting to ignite
So I waited till night
And I sharpened my knife
If they can't even see
Then they don't need their eyes
Revenge isn't enough
I need to make sure that you suffer
You thought I'd be quiet
And I'd just be somebody's mother?
All your money won't save you
When you're in your grave, you
Won't even remember your name
Revenge isn't enough
I need to make sure that you suffer
I pledge allegiance to nothing
My body's not a discussion
I think
You're fucking disgusting
I pledge allegiance to nothing
I pledge allegiance to nothing
My body's not a discussion
I think
You're fucking disgusting
I pledge allegiance to nothing
I pledge allegiance to nothing
My body's not a discussion
I think
You're fucking disgusting
I pledge allegiance to nothing
Written by: Elliott Marchent, Tanya Masami Negin