Page One lyrics
by Texas In July
You beg for mercy when you're crouched in front of me
Could you be any weaker, you worthless being
Every second you take is a waste of my time
A waste of my time
What more do you want?
You have already killed me, dime for dime
What more do you want?
You have already killed me, dime for dime
I am ruthless
You spit a hard game
And I don't like it
I swear one day you'll shape up, coward
I swear one day you'll shape up
Until then you're worthless