Digging Shallow Graves (Fit For An Autopsy)

Paralyzed by the overwhelming sense of failure The weight of guilt and the dirt beneath my fingernails I can't erase your stench from my skin I'll never let you get away with what you did to me I don't think you get the point I don't think you understand just how far I'll go All youve ever made me want to do is slit your throat Never a word to be spoken from your mouth again You are the empty well I placed my heart in Now I will be the shallow grave you bury your life in Your suffering will be the end of mine Grind your teeth on this you fucking pig Punishment to fit the crime I'll watch you slip away I'm sorry it had to end like this I'll watch you slip away The trails of blood and flesh Will lead them to what's left of you I don't think you get the point I don't think you understand All I want to do is slit your throat It's going to be a cold day in Hell before I let you ruin my fucking life It's going to be a cold day in Hell before I let you live your life