Pull Out The Blade Songtext
von Reserate
Pull Out The Blade Songtext
Pull out the blade
A fucking snake
A name you′ll take into the grave
Forget the mask you wear
You're nothing but a fake
Cross my heart, I hope you fucking die in vain
You′re nothing but a fake
Nothing but a snake
You think your little act will gain you all the love
Curtain call is why you're living life a stir
Streetwalker! Shitspitter!
You're nothing but dead to me!
Sit the fuck down
Maybe humble up
Your paper crown isn′t holding up
Talk your shit
You′re on the losing end
You fake ass little prick
Fight fire with fire
But I'm built to watch you burn
It′ll be my goddamn pleasure
To watch you crumble into dust
Fight fire with fire
Fall off your high horse
It'll be my goddamn pleasure
To watch you crumble into dust
Pull out the blade
A fucking snake
A name you′ll take into the grave
Forget the mask you wear
You're nothing but a fake
Cross my heart, I hope you fucking die in vain
Your knife is as dull as you are
Thinking you can pull a fast one
Watch your back cause I′m coming back
Full force, no hesitation, eat shit
Fight fire with fire
But I'm built to watch you burn
It'll be my goddamn pleasure
To watch you crumble into dust
Fight fire with fire
Fall off your high horse
It′ll be my goddamn pleasure
To watch you crumble into dust
I know what you′re thinking
You're thinking I′m taking your bullshit and sinking
I'm taking your shit and I′m purposely
Waiting for you to slip up and your seat's for the takin′
I'll pull off the mask that you use for the fakin'
Rain on your parade that′s the shit that I′m feeling
I'll drag you to hell counting minutes and hour and
Seconds I′m waiting
3 calibers straight into your skull
Doesn't take a minute, let alone a mile
Vengeful bitterness, on the tip of my tongue
You spineless animal, time to get fucked
Hell is where you fucking burn
Your blood will stain this fucking earth
Fuck you and your little posse
You′re fucking dead to me
A fucking snake
A name you′ll take into the grave
Forget the mask you wear
You're nothing but a fake
Cross my heart, I hope you fucking die in vain
You′re nothing but a fake
Nothing but a snake
You think your little act will gain you all the love
Curtain call is why you're living life a stir
Streetwalker! Shitspitter!
You're nothing but dead to me!
Sit the fuck down
Maybe humble up
Your paper crown isn′t holding up
Talk your shit
You′re on the losing end
You fake ass little prick
Fight fire with fire
But I'm built to watch you burn
It′ll be my goddamn pleasure
To watch you crumble into dust
Fight fire with fire
Fall off your high horse
It'll be my goddamn pleasure
To watch you crumble into dust
Pull out the blade
A fucking snake
A name you′ll take into the grave
Forget the mask you wear
You're nothing but a fake
Cross my heart, I hope you fucking die in vain
Your knife is as dull as you are
Thinking you can pull a fast one
Watch your back cause I′m coming back
Full force, no hesitation, eat shit
Fight fire with fire
But I'm built to watch you burn
It'll be my goddamn pleasure
To watch you crumble into dust
Fight fire with fire
Fall off your high horse
It′ll be my goddamn pleasure
To watch you crumble into dust
I know what you′re thinking
You're thinking I′m taking your bullshit and sinking
I'm taking your shit and I′m purposely
Waiting for you to slip up and your seat's for the takin′
I'll pull off the mask that you use for the fakin'
Rain on your parade that′s the shit that I′m feeling
I'll drag you to hell counting minutes and hour and
Seconds I′m waiting
3 calibers straight into your skull
Doesn't take a minute, let alone a mile
Vengeful bitterness, on the tip of my tongue
You spineless animal, time to get fucked
Hell is where you fucking burn
Your blood will stain this fucking earth
Fuck you and your little posse
You′re fucking dead to me
Writer(s): Coral Liaw, Imran Harun, Kevyn Oliver, Linus Sebastian, Ridwan Johari Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

