Set it off

I see through bitter eyes
And the fact still remains
I read between your lies
You got beat at your own game
Take a trip with me
For soon I will sin
Without one regret
The pain will begin

As the knife got deeper
I won′t go without a fight
But you know the price you'll pay
That price is with your life
Suffering and pain like nothing in your past
I walk the walk,
And my path will be your last

I see through bitter eyes
And the fact still remains
I read between your lies
You got beat at your own game
Take a trip with me
For soon I will sin
Without one regret
The pain will begin

As the knife got deeper
I won′t go without a fight
But you know the price you'll pay
That price is with your life
Suffering and pain like nothing in your past
I walk the walk,
And my path will be your last
Path will be your fuckin last

Set it off

Writer(s): Jorge Guerra, William Shepler, Fred Cricien, Matthew Henderson, Vincent Cappuccio
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