Death Dealer

We are the reason that some people bleed
The reason people have no family
You can tell me to go to Hell, but I’m already here
You should have known better than to call me out
No matter what, I’ll win in the end
I don’t want to be remembered if that means I’ll be dead
There is blood all around you
Everything is stained a special shade of red
How can you live your life with blood on your hands?
I am necessary, I was born for this
Tell me that I’m sick, but the world needs this
You cannot stop me, I am necessary
I was born for this
You can tell me that I’m sick
Fuck
You should have known better than to call me out
No matter what, I’ll win in the end
I don’t want to be remembered if that means I’ll be dead
Get the fuck up