Purest Pain Songtext
von Outta Pocket

Point blank made when it′s all a fucking game
Easy to talk, when you're all the fucking same
Making sense, proving me
Spineless sheep, you′ve been lying through your teeth
End of days, you've lost your grace
I play God, better slow your fucking pace It's all a fucking game, and you′re never the same
But your reasons are the fucking same
Death′s so sweet, so inhumane
No sleep but I still remain
Suffer the purest pain, regret's the purest pain