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• Artiste: Years Spent Cold
• Titre: Coming Up Roses
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The screwdriver buried to the base of the handle, into your spine With one quick pull paralysis sets in Let's see you walk away from this situation Coming up roses I feel nothing, you're just another nameless face The hollow point enters through the base of your skull As it carves its way through bone and shreds through cartiledge A blood stained shirt to remind you why I'm in business A past I can't erase. No remorse, no regrets I saw the blankness glaze over your eyes The last thing you'll see is my face The tables have turned It's the wrong time and wrong fucking place Always armed, never outgunned (Thanks to Micah for these lyrics)