Emmure - Tales From The Burg lyrics

I'll never forget waking up in Baltimore My palms full of sweat Clearly you've had your revenge For the night I spit right in your face You will never forget and I will never forget Ever waking moment I spend wishing you were dead Just f**ing die! It must of been his brand new hand pentagram Or the fact that he f**s Iron City girls, no condom, on the rag Just so you know The next time your s**ing dick Your tasting the blood of a Pirates fan Tell me how much lower can you go in life? You f**ing b**h! [x2] I'm so over it I'm f**ing over it I'm so over it I'm f**ing over it I'm so over it I'm f**ing over it I'm so over it I'm f**ing over it I'll never forget waking up in Baltimore My palms full of sweat Clearly you've had your revenge For the night I spit right in your face You will never forget and I will never forget Ever waking moment I spend wishing you were dead Just f**ing die! Just so you know The next time your s**ing dick Your tasting the blood of a Pirates fan Tell me how much lower can you go in life? You f**ing b**h! I'm so over it I'm f**ing over it What a perfect romance, a plague on both your houses [x3]