The War Of 1812 - Sirens lyrics

I hope you rot, in hell My hands are heavy, and my heart is numb Shut your mouth, before I rip out your f**ing tongue Game over, I wont take your lies anymore s** my dick like you s**ed his Get on your knees you deceiving who*e Now with these lip, slit from ear to ear This was all your f**ing fault I brought the ruckus, now I'll bring on the fear This is not a game anymore I've been six feet under, far too long You f**ing tore me apart I've been six feet under, far too long You f**ing tore me apart Now with these lips, slit from ear to ear This was all your f**ing fault Now with these lips, slit from ear to ear This was all your f**ing fault