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BETTER OFF WITHOUT YOU
You come on nice all smiley face,
To gain our trust now that's a must,
But I'm better off without you.
Full off feelings for your self,
with droogie patter that doesn't matter,
But I'm better off without you.
A sociopath is what you are,
Money your site you're full of shite,
Now I'm better off without you.
You plot and scheme now that's your way,
A knife in the back I'll make you pay,
Cos I'm better off without you.
You tell us lies to split and divide.
The legion's strong we won't subside,
Now I'm better off without you.
You're all alone with no true friend,
A waste of space I spit in your face,
Cos I'm better off without you.
Get out of my life Get out of my hair
A smile on my face Now your not there.
Get out of my life Get out of my way
Better step back or I'll make you pay
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NIGHTMARE
Lurking in your mind, What do you fear ,
Your imagination, or is it real.
The darkest shadow, your other side,
Your alter ego, prey's on your mind.
Hurt from inside, your pain is real,
Bad dreams in your mind your fate is sealed, Struggle to break free, against
the tide,
My brains exploding, feelings I hide.
Self confidential, is what you feel,
No more the nightmare, you've made the deal.
A latent dark half, without a care,
Keeping it dormant, the mask you wear.
Your worst nightmare will take control of you, Your worst nightmare will
be the death of you, Your worst nightmare will take control of you, Your
worst nightmare will be the death of you.
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JOYRIDER
A cabriolet GTI there for the taking,
Fast and furious a joy ride in the making,
In seconds flat you're behind the wheel,
Ignition jumped it's a great steal.
Impress your mates driving around,
Looking for talent cruising up around the town,
You get your girls 'n drive real fast,
To screams 'n' thrills how long will it last.
Blue lights flashing the chase is on,
Pedal to the metal you're on the run,
you're in a skid out of control
Screams from the back car starts to roll.
Friends are all dead who is to blame,
In a mangled wreck
life will never seem the same,
By the road side some children played,
Panic on their faces before being slayed
Joy riding a joy for who
Cheap thrills leading to a kill,
Joy riding a joy for who
not for those who's kids you kill,
Joy riding a joy for who
doesn't matter who's blood you spill,
Joy riding a joy for who
cheap thrills leading to a kill.
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