Every Red Cent

We're moving on, the bags are all packed

I'm feeling like less of a wreck

The plans for revenge have all been detailed and laid out

The graves have all been dug don't let me forget one for myself

I've got hate running through my veins

And my blood runs like the venom of a poisonous snake

Emptiness, my old friend

Keep me company as I hunt down and kill my enemies,

Cause there must be someone to blame

Someone to blame for the way I've been feeling

I've been shot at, I've been cheated,

How could you send me to this place

I have every right to feel the way I've been feeling

Shut up

I don't want to hear anymore of your dirty excuses

You've got hate running through your veins

And your blood runs like the venom of a poisonous snake

Emptiness, my old friend

Will be your victory and the riches you have earned you deserve every red cent

It's too late to turn back now

Crying for a love that you know you never learned how to make

Buried in what you dug

Crying for a love when you know you never learned how

Hate is running through my veins

And my blood runs like the venom of a poisonous snake

Emptiness, my old friend

Keep me company as I hunt down and kill my enemies cause there must be