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




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Copyright 2011 Ocean of Truth
Published on Tuesday, May 31, 2011.     Filed under: "Lyrics"
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