There she was with the blade in her hand
Scars on her skins replace kiss of the man
She's played this part for as long as she's known
Regret fills her heart as jer love leaves her home
She's learnt to be passive but such is a loss
Accepting defeat when I foreclose the cause
For her this was needed to be rid of the pain
You play the victim, I'll play it sane
Offense or defense, passive or violent
I'll cut my wrists till my heartbeat is silent
With the shell in my hand I'm equipped with the pump
Shots in her body until she is a stump
Stomp out that fucker his death will be slow
You made me do this just as far as you know
If you don't exist then my pain can be rid
So I gut the fucker then eat like a pig
Offense or defense, passive or violent
I'll cut my wrists till my heartbeat is silent
With the shell in my hand I'm equipped with the pump
Shots in her body until she is a stump
Offense or defense, passive or violent
I'll cut my wrists till my heartbeat is silent
With the shell in my hand I'm equipped with the pump
Shots in her body until she is a stump
Offense or defense, passive or violent
I'll cut my wrists till my heartbeat is silent
With the shell in my hand I'm equipped with the pump
Shots in her body until she is a stump
Offense or defense, passive or violent
I'l cut my wrists till my heartbeat is silent
With the shell in my hand I'm equipped with the pump
Shots in her body until she is a stump
I am the heart marksman
