Hypocrite, I hope you f*cking die
Pushed me into a corner lie after lie
Raping Peter just to f*ck Paul
Self-righteous bastard love to watch you fall
Bullshit your way into your house of prayer
Congregation left in despair
You stole their trust and you f*cked their wives
Truth to be told to end your life
Just the way, the way you are
Little bitch you wanna be cockstar
Just the way, the way you are
Feel my anticipation, release my frustration
Don't wait for me, it's in your own hands
A noose for your neck no chair for you to stand
People be shocked except those that knew you
Dry those tears cunt this time there's no rescue
One million cuts with a thousand tiny knives
Where will you be when your savior arrives
Hang your head to the man you come home to
Disappointment she's so very used to
Year after year, f*cking those close to you
I wonder if your wife knows what you're up to
Promises made that you never intend to keep
It's no surprise you drink yourself to sleep
Caused so much hate, how are you not dead
Make your living off people's blood and sweat
Tears and pleas your head in your hands
Your worthless corpse slips into quicksand
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Hypocrite, I hope you f*cking die
Pushed me into a corner lie after lie
Raping Peter just to f*ck Paul
Self-righteous bastard love to watch you fall
Bullshit your way into your house of prayer
Congregation left in despair
You stole their trust and you f*cked their wives
Truth to be told to end your life
Just the way, the way you are
Little bitch you wanna be cockstar
Just the way, the way you are
Feel my anticipation, release my frustration
Don't wait for me, it's in your own hands
A noose for your neck no chair for you to stand
People be shocked except those that knew you
Dry those tears cunt this time there's no rescue
One million cuts with a thousand tiny knives
Where will you be when your savior arrives
Hang your head to the man you come home to
Disappointment she's so very used to
Year after year, f*cking those close to you
I wonder if your wife knows what you're up to
Promises made that you never intend to keep
It's no surprise you drink yourself to sleep
Caused so much hate, how are you not dead
Make your living off people's blood and sweat
Tears and pleas your head in your hands
Your worthless corpse slips into quicksand
Pushed me into a corner lie after lie
Raping Peter just to f*ck Paul
Self-righteous bastard love to watch you fall
Bullshit your way into your house of prayer
Congregation left in despair
You stole their trust and you f*cked their wives
Truth to be told to end your life
Just the way, the way you are
Little bitch you wanna be cockstar
Just the way, the way you are
Feel my anticipation, release my frustration
Don't wait for me, it's in your own hands
A noose for your neck no chair for you to stand
People be shocked except those that knew you
Dry those tears cunt this time there's no rescue
One million cuts with a thousand tiny knives
Where will you be when your savior arrives
Hang your head to the man you come home to
Disappointment she's so very used to
Year after year, f*cking those close to you
I wonder if your wife knows what you're up to
Promises made that you never intend to keep
It's no surprise you drink yourself to sleep
Caused so much hate, how are you not dead
Make your living off people's blood and sweat
Tears and pleas your head in your hands
Your worthless corpse slips into quicksand
Writer: MARK A ANDERSON, MICHAEL JASON MEADOWS
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave