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It's like a greeting card, only more violent |
| I see the man that ruined my life I see him almost each day I am consumed with thoughts of revenge can't rest until he pays That son of a bitch just smiles at me I only smile in return I know he knows what I'll do to him I can't wait to watch him burn He's the one that made me feel this way He dictates my every choice If it weren't for the man before me I would think I had no voice He struts around much too confident and I simply bide my time one of these days he has to slip up vengeance shall be mine All these years I was made to suffer how much did he think I'd stand nows my chance, he'll never expect it look who has the upper hand Mustering all the strength I posses to punch him hard in the face he is just as surprised as I am on impact the mirror breaks |