Bryan Mills Lyrics

What I said will its own right too.
Forget amends, it's our fates have read.
Put away, and forget what's ahead,
You spread this word, and I'll go on the hunt.

Just go ahead and pretend it's fine.

Patience.

I want a conversation between you and I,
Something in the way that it used to be and,
We've had a lot to say but now were here and
Were not going away.

Even if it's not for long.

So tell me if you cared, you wouldn't be sitting here.
You coward, you're cattle, you're a pest I've grown to hate.

I want your head I want your head

Breathe deep.

I want your head, I want your head, I swear to god I'll have your head.


I'll watch you crawl and burn your house down, I'll watch you scream and cry and shout no more, I'll tie your family's hands and lock your doors, I'll slit their throats and drink from your own pores.

Fate or faith,

Fate or faith.