Port Hole Paroles

Now you’re just silent

You want your freedom
Take it
I used to want you dead
Buried
I only want you gone

Go on get right to it; it would be sad if it weren’t so true
I don’t need anyone now
When I delete you maybe
You’ll stop feeling so bad
Go on and make some
New disaster that’s what I’m counting on

Well here we are again

It’s always
Such a pleasure
Remember when you tried to kill me twice Go on make
Some new disaster
That’s what I’m counting on
It’s going to take crushing you in the end.