Mothra

Ill raise up show you my hate my rage Im a tempted fool thats sick
because of you disease what the fuck is this it aint a game this way is
dead ended you still debasing me greedy bitch only wants to be happy
insane jealousy drives me mad now i wish i was dead it was so hard to
throw you away why you suspend your suspicious game even one tear here
wont get wasted meet me Ill spit on you face this time while Im
waiting my eyes are still pretending i make a smile beyond hate and your
pillars are crushing cos you are all fake
[ Piece Of A Past Lyrics ]