Breaking Point
My hate builds
My anger raises
See what you do
See what you did
You knew my weakness
You knew my breaking point
But you kept pushing
And you kept shoving
Knowing I would break
But that's what you want
That's what you need
You need to see the pain
You need to see the hate
But I want you to know
When you are dead
Covered in your own blood
Because you couldn't control the pain
I will be there
The knife in my hand
And I will show no mercy
And I will sohw no sorrow
Because you are the one to blame
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