The Grudge

Verse 1

The insults are endless

I can’t withstand this

Their loathing stupefies

My senses

Hidden and faceless

Holy and nameless

They crucify my sense of pride

You spread your cancerous

Lies that ills me

And I have no

Fucking answer why

Pre-Chorus

This is the end

Of my faith in all

(repeat)

Chorus

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Until you have my blood

You

Bury

Me

As if you have a grudge

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And you can’t get enough

Because

Six

Feet Deep

Just ain’t deep enough

Just ain’t deep enough

(repeat)

Verse 2

I’m deemed pathetic

A hapless wreckage

I don’t deserve to be

A human

No way to fight you

I live to spite you

With every lasting

Breath I can take

You do not listen

To the pain I'm in

It seems I have to die

So you can be right

Pre-Chorus

This is the end

Of my faith in all

(repeat)

Chorus

Click

Send

Repeat

Until you have my blood

You

Bury

Me

As if you have a grudge

Click

Send

Repeat

And you can’t get enough

Because

Six

Feet Deep

Just ain’t deep enough

Just ain’t deep enough

(repeat)

Bridge

Every time I try

You rape my mind

How can strangers

Be so unkind?

The world wants me to move on

Is there a reason to fight on?

My love is gone

Verse 3

If there’s haters in the house

You can’t point them out

They’re behind closed doors

Going to war

With a keyboard

Why are you mad at me for?

Are you bored?

Do hate your life so much

That you need something to live for

Well here's a bitter hard truth

For you to swallow

No matter how you feel about me

Your gonna follow

Digital dopamine fiends

Lining up to get a fix

Having fits over opinions

I know that you can’t resist

We’re at a difference

Does mean I deserve a death sentence?

You’re pummeling

Relentless persistence

To end my existence

Why is this?

You’re twisted and your mind is frail

A waste of life

Locked away

On a mobile padded cell

Raising hell with the psychopath

Virtue warriors of ruin

So you can get the last laugh

And take a splash

In my blood bath

I'm not aiming to please ya

Your internet Jesus

They'll build you like the Romans

Then they will slay you like Caesar

Our digital gods

Taken down by the onslaught

Of internet mobs

With fingers full of vitriol

They'll gas you and wind you up

They had enough?

They'll slip you the hour glass

And tell you you're time is up