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I knew you'd want more Rotten to the core Disfigured from a payment made Your head through a wall Tell me this is all for a reason This bleeding means something Reaching out to the hands that feed em Motherfucking rat cunts Skilled in the art of treason A higher sense of identity Self identifying with pain You can't survive suffering A thousand angels eyes Staring at me Like I'm a killing machine Gone missing Why am I still alive? Why can't I seem to die? Nothing left to lose Now I'm hunting you Nothing left to lose Now I'm hunting you Nothing left to lose Now I'm hunting you