Dogfight
Bring your words to the river
Throw yourself in
There will be no tomorrow
This will be the end of your poison from the tip of your tongue
Drowning in the river
You will be done with all of your lies
I want to believe you but I'm letting go
Running your mouth only vilifies rotting away;
Decay will satisfy
Rot away
I want you dead
We want we you dead
Writer/s: Evergreen Terrace
