You won't be laughing at me when I'm dancin' on your grave
Pestilence is festering, your soul cannot be saved Chorus x 2
Break you down
And make you beg
Prove you're wrong
And shut that voice inside your head You won't be laughing at me when I'm dancin' on your grave
And all the places that you've been, and all the friends that you have made Chorus x2 Sometimes I hate this place, Sometimes I hate these people too
Sometimes I hate your face, Sometimes I'd just like to
Sometimes I hate this place, Sometimes I hate these people too
Sometimes I hate your face, Sometimes I'd just like to Run Run Run .. Run you down
Run Run Run .. Run you down Break you down, Make you beg, prove you're wrong and send your hatred to it's d**h