Lyrics

Vengeance is a thief, pointed red horns
Crooked black teeth, the rage of a storm
A taste that was sweet but thirsted for more
Vengeance was made, but the grief still at war
Faithless and faded, no angels but Satan
Merciless with hatred, vengeance ain't sacred
Pride, fool your ego
Glory in question, you can't break the tension
Can't, can't break the tension
Can't, can't break the
Can't, can't break the tension
Can't, can't break the
Face it so blinded by fury outdated
No way to negate it, that ain't what we ratin'
Revengeful and toxic, the drama, theatrics
Reacting the plot twist, we act like we don't exist
Can't make a difference, can't stop the feelin'
Can't make a difference, can't stop the feelin'
Can't make a difference, not feelin' bold
Feelings are mutual, condition the soul
Hunt for the gold, tell or be told
Envy betray, your revenge got a hold
Can't break the tension, brittle like bone
Stress like a burden, your family beholds
Eyes to your phone and scornful in person
Feeding to feelings are always misleading
Coercion invading, face to the pavement
Ain't no more choices, fuck every statement
Fuck waiting patient, hands on the throat
Screaming for vengeance as spite starts to choke
Can't make a difference, can't stop the feeling
Can't make a difference, can't stop the feeling
Can't make a difference, can't stop the feeling
Can't make a difference
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Written by: Harry Wilkinson, Jacob Hayes, Joe Carroll, Matt Buonaccorsi
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