You beat us up when we´re alone come back later and then you´re gone now you´re tucked away in your bed and I´ve got stitches in my head

cause you didn´t like my looks cause I´m not in the fashion books admit it, you had some fun, just remember, I´m not the only one you made a show for all your friends but they´re not gonna stick around to the end then you´re gonna think, "was it really worth it?" then your head is rolling in all that shit

the justice system is slow it´s true so we´ll have to take care of you you´re only safety is suicide face it buddy it´s the end of the ride

moral threat