Man child sat behind a screen
I will serve you truth on ice and watch you drown in your own greed
Man child try to fuck with these
Cull the herd amongst your lies
But soon the dirt is all you'll see
My heads left spinning and unrest
By words that your thoughts undressed
Don't let up because you're in it to win
And that's it
A compromise might exist but you're brainwashed
Think original thoughts
Yet they're exactly what they taught
Ask me if I give a fuck if I disgust you
Keep so many close to you to throw under the bus
Glass eyes and sharp lies
Make me wanna take lives
You swear you're in control
But it's me who drives motherfucker
To what do I owe this pleasure
You stick that knife between my eyes
My pain opens up all doors
I fall to the dirt before you
What was lost, I'm now so free to enter
You say nobody can hear my cries
Embrace the rage I've known before
Yet in this story you always die
You, the worst part is you were there
To see and help to break my fall
I can't imagine how I would be
You always want center stage
So please accept my rage with your neck on my blade
Tyranny is running rampant
Through your eyes
You couldn't tell the moon if it fell out of the sky
Stick it deep into your throat like a knife tight
Bitch what you know about a knife fight
I'll stomp your ribs until them shits stop cracking
You don't know nothing about bouncing back
Ink my name in your blood on the pavement
East side strikes back Marilyn Manson SAY10
Play a note before you jock my style
It's the return of the bastard child
To what do I owe this pleasure
Yeah, I know you want to be me
My pain opens up all doors
But why the fuck would you want to be me?
You, the worst part is you were there
To see and help to break my fall
I can't imagine how I would be
Without you
You shaped me for my whole life
But you're gone tonight