Bloody Scarper
By Ocean of Truth
This race
Is just set
At a pace
That I'll bet
That
you see
And can't trace
So you will just flee
Flee
Flee
Before I bring Anarchy
Right to your front
lawn
You seem so dastardly
Your words, they seem to spawn
These little white lies
That touch me on the inside
Yet they
circle you like flies
Broke, but not alone
Out
here on my own
Won't pick up the phone
Staying here, my home
You can keep that throne
(I'm feeling all the envy)
It will not affect me
Still you sit right here
Drowned in all your fear
You poke, you prod, you jeer
To
mask this pain you feel
(You are not justified)
It's time to take the wheel
And steer you far from here
Until
you just disappear
I'll kill the mad puppeteer
(You're
just not worth it)
Flee Flee
Before
I bring Anarchy
Right to your front lawn
You seem so
dastardly
Your words, they seem to spawn
These little white
lies
That touch me on the inside
And circle you like flies
Maybe you should just choke on them