Rawwwrr!

Take it back, what you stole from me
Take it back, what you stole from me, baby
Taking back what you stole
Taking back what you stole from me, baby
AAAAHH!
Wash away these memories, silent and proud
Wash away these memories, silent and proud
Blood won’t confirm on these curtains
Your blood, my hands
Your blood, my fucking hands
Run for the hills
Your strength, from the dead afar
Run for the hills
Your strength from luck, cut this off
And if you think you’re alive
Well you’re better off fucking dead!
Right!
This will be another moment where we put
Salt in my eyes, in wake I won’t
Salt in my eyes
In hope I won’t see your smile
I will not see her
This will be over my dead body
This will be over my dead body
This will be over my dead body
This will be over my dead body
This will be over my dead body
This will be over my dead body
This will be over my dead body