Revenge ...Best Served Cold 歌词

People we hate, people we love Are fighting themselves Only within us and just for a joke We’re killers and saints. Chess is what we are playing. I claim you’re my peer, my words are gold I’m lending a mask My soul ain’t already sold. People we hate... “revenge” People we love... “revenge” Whisper “revenge” Hold for revenge People we hate, people we love Are fighting themselves Patience be my guide, disguise my weapon Making out my way A net of false silence and smiles Why should I treasure useless creations? Nothing’s going stronger Than my need of destruction Outside the wall people carve only injuries But the briks will thin out and when finally break down They will find me on the other side, ready to hit People we hate... “revenge” People we love... “revenge” Whisper “revenge”. Hold for revenge