Excution Style - текст песни
Excution Style
I'm so damn close you can feel my breath
Not a day goes by i dont plot your death
And every day its getting worse
Haunting me just like a curse
Now its just a matter of time
You're driving me out of my mind
A shot goes off inside my brain
Every time i hear your name
You linger in the air i breathe
I can feel you crawling up my sleeve
You even haunt me in my sleep
Turned me into a fucking creep
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