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Texty: Lamb Of God. More Time To Kill.

I just got the news today you were dying,
Hot Damn! We're already partying.
But please, before you have to leave,
Let me tell you a few last things.

Suffer, unto me.
Indulge, my every need.

I don't want to meet you halfway,
I've always despised that fucking place.
I'm not offering you my way,
I'm kicking you down the fucking highway.

Get one thing straight from the get go,
I truly don't give a fuck about you.
I never have and I never will,
Each day you breathe is more time to kill.

Fuck your world up.

Your last breath,
I'll take it now.
Your last breath,
I'll rip it away.
And haunt your dreams in your final sleep.

Get one thing straight from the get go,
I truly don't give a fuck about you.
I never have and I never will,
Each day you breathe is more time to kill.
I never have and I never will