Haunt Them Revenge
Haunt them before they are gone,
One by one sort them all,
Don’t ever mess with me again.
When you got nothing left to loose,
You got nothing left at all.
One by one,
They will fall,
One by one,
They will wish they loved you more,
One by one,
It’s time for an end.
Nothing left to gain
Nothing left to loose.
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