Lyrics

Degradation- not again Explanation- not once more It was a first and last something I didn't need I won't apologize I won't accept your lies I don't give a fuck (about) how much you need I will have it my way, or I won't have it at all I would piss on your grave- and I'll laugh when you fall I've got my own life, I've got my own gripes I don't really give a fuck about your pain You are my enemy- you are my blasphemy I would rather kill you than hear you complain I'd pour salt in your wounds, the pleasure it would bring Get it through your thick skull, I don't owe you a thing When will you fucking realize that I don't owe you a thing When will you just fucking understand that I don't owe you a thing