Exit Fee

I feel the tension

In my bones

All this time

You took from me

I feel the pressure

In my bones

The dead of night

I’ll make my move

By the light of the moon

And the grief from my suffering

I’ll take away all the agony you’ve cause

Death comes in

A cold embrace

No regrets I’ll let him die

After Inflicting multiple stab wounds

I’ll tie a plastic bag around your fucken head

Shackle your hands and your feet

Watch you bleed out like the miserable motherfucker you are

Do you see?

Nothing will get in the way of my revenge

Now it all comes full circle

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pick it up

Broken street lights

Lead the way

You’ll find your place

At the bottom of the bay

Broken street lights (in the dark)

Lead the way (way)

You’ll find your place (in the dark)

At the bottom of the bay