Vengence

I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own

If I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck & bone

I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone

I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own

If I took my vengeance now, if I come into your home

Do you think it would haunt my soul & no one could condone?

Would my actions faulter? Would my conscience overrule?

Would I get more pleasure with my bare hands or a tool?

Tell me something

It was my torture & it was your gain

It was your pleasure & it was my pain

Now I'm left out in the cold

At first I bent & then I cracked

While you made plans behind my back

I'm sure you think it was clever

I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own

If I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck & bone

I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone

I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own

I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own

If I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck & bone

I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone

I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own