Produced, Engineered and Mixed by Jimmie Evans.
don't ever end up on the list
you'll never forget the fist
don't let it get under your skin
or you'll regret it
you'll never win, no
you can count on me fighting back
defeated, believe in your spell slowly depleted
don't need the hell
so take it as if it's the last, you'll never break it
the grip I've got around your neck
I've tried to tell
you can count on me fighting back
don't you dare take a swing at me
no one will protect you
cause no one seems to care
and no one will object to
me roughing you up as you sit strapped in the chair
remember, it's you who set the snare
don't even go there, whatever
that's your neck
did you hear that thing snap in there
asphyxiated, can't be too good
reticulated, you'd kill me if you could
asphyxiated, gasping for breath
don't be so jaded, your too afraid of death
yeah feel my hands around your neck
for real yeah, for real your life's become a wreck
don't ever rush me when you're pissed
so clever to stay off the list
afraid it's better to go quick than be hated
with fingers wrapped around your throat
you can count on me fighting back
inflicted, you know what to do
but you're conflicted
come on, what's wrong with you
constricted, can't take it no more
cause you're restricted and in a choke hold on the floor
I try to tell you to count on me riding back
can you break the spell
don't you dare take a swing at me
no one will come get you
no one knows you're here
no one will respect you
you're so insignificant strapped in the chair
it's you who set the snare
don't even go there, beware
if wickeds attract I guarantee you'll get your share
asphyxiated, you give it good
appreciated, you'd kill me if you could
asphyxiated, gasping for breath
initiated, don't be afraid of death
yeah feel my hands around your neck
just relax, you've got to feel
yeah for real your life's become a wreck
oh my God
Words and music by Jimmie Evans III
© 2012 Wiolence Worldwide.