Sleeping In the Bath

Give me a week and he'll float,
You'll see,
Down a couple drinks,
And roll up my sleeves,
I've scraped the rust from the buckets,
'Cause they're yearning for his blood,
That stupid cunt,
Will meet justice
Revenge is sweet,
More secure than trust

This goes out to the better

That boy's gone swam,
A bit too far out,
He's dived in far,
Too deep out of his depth,
And that water's cold innit?
Well you should feel her lies,
That cunt stole a share of my warmth,
From between her thighs

This ain't done

This act will mirror,
A beauty pageant
As I watch all his mess dress the floor,
And if I get the chance to show a little mercy,
I'll call in sick so I can cut you some more

I'll choke, his throat, so tight,
He'll forget just what it takes to breathe,
For once, he'll get,
To see a heart worn upon its sleeve

A heart that beats

Now he's got blood on my new trainers,
Well that was worth a fucking quid or two,
Advice is free because it's fucking worthless,
He'll scream it loud, and I'll preach it true

Take what you're owed

I'll show him why we're lower class,
As I cut my wings down, so fast,
He'll bleed...

As thousands and thousands of cockroaches scream
As thousands and thousands of cockroaches scream