A Sputum, Evil Spat – Damn Blood – letras

You barely speaksBehind my backBut not realizedThat you diedTalking all the timeSaliva is spendingback againHe says he gets angryAll dayIt’s the same litanyI’m Not Your Type?Fuck it!You also do not and myYou heard itShould be thinkingWhat the hell this brat is listening?But that’s itThe devil, fortunatelyIt is the only q this to my sideJa I stopYou fill the bagTo tell you thingsTo play the truth in your faceWhy do not you just thatA sputum evil spatA shit poorly madeQ I want you to knowSon of a bitchI’m shitting for youYou feel so at what remainsIn this heart freak and lifelessYou For me it’s the same thingWhat the fuck is to wasteRecyclableI was wrong to believe in you againThis is normal lifean error and learning cycleAnd get readyWhen I see you againI’ll be with deadly hatredOf your fucking facecharacterlessFrom now onI will not give more attentionFor people like youMy message ultimopGo with my last breath