Run. Fast.

Run. Fast.

From. Wrath.

Don’t count your blessings till they’ve hatched

 

Be righteous

Be violent

Don’t count the blessings of the nice men

Don’t count your blessing till they’ve hatched

Focus on the mistakes of your past

And run. Fast.

 

Satan’s on your tail

You should’ve known you’d screw yourself

You just had to play

I just had to curse your future grave

 

You can’t live in peace

Try again when you rest

We’ll slam the coffin lid

And say you did your best

 

I swear on all that is holy

(You really think you know me?)

 

Run. Fast.

From. Wrath.

Don’t count your blessings till they’ve hatched

 

Be righteous

Be violent

Don’t count the rings on quiet men

Don’t count your blessing till they’ve hatched

Focus on the mistakes of your past

And run. Fast.

 

Welcome to the depths of hell

We brought you in earlier than you asked

The shortcut’s this way

You’re holding the priority boarding pass

 

You can’t have nice things

Only the worst get the best

Slam the lid on your coffin

Put your antics to rest

 

I swear on all that is holy

(You really think you know me?)

 

Run. Fast.

From. Wrath.

Don’t count your blessings till they’ve hatched

 

Be righteous

Be violent

Just kill everything that gives you happiness

Don’t count your blessing till they’ve hatched

Focus on the mistakes of your past

And run. Fast.

 

But look at that, you’re trapped

You were born to serve a god you hate

Who’ll abuse you till you choose to

Go running back

But look at that, you’re trapped

You were born to fall for human snakes

Who’ll abuse you till you choose to

Go running back

 

I swear on all that is holy

That’s what you’ve always told me

I was born to be hurt and lonely

You really think you know me?

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