To think you think Lyrics

Don't fuck with me (I'm really sick) of useless lying fucking pricks
Don't cry to me (I've got my fist) about time use cease to exist
I'm out for blood (your scent is thick) it makes me o so fucking sick
The end is nigh (I never miss) about time you make your last request

(So now that your gone) I know it was a good year for hell
(Bitter sweet like a storm) I'll thrive tonight knowing your dead & gone

The air tonight, it makes me sick
My god I hope I'm still alive!

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I'm begging please just make it quick!
Under the sun into the sink!
The fading light becomes extinct!
O! To think you think!

(So now that your gone) I know it was a good year for hell
(Bitter sweet like a storm) I'll thrive tonight knowing your dead & gone

O to think you think
O to think you think
O to think you think
O to think you think