Every Red Cent

We're moving on the bags are all packedI'm feeling like less of a wreckthe plans for revenge have all been detailed and laid outthe graves have all been dug don't let me forget one for myself I've got hate running through my veinsand my blood runs like the venom of a poisonous snakeemptiness, my old friendkeep me company as I hunt down and kill my enemies cause there must be someone to blame someone to blame for the way I've been feelingI've been shot at, I've been cheated, how could you send me to this placeI have every right to feel the way I've been feeling shut up - I don't want to hear anymore of your dirty excuses you've got hate running through your veinsand your blood runs like the venom of a poisonous snakeemptiness, my old friendwill be your victory and the riches you have earned you deserve every red cent it's too late to turn back nowcrying for a love that you know you never learned how to makeburied in what you dugcrying for a love when you know you never learned how Hate is running through my veinsand my blood runs like the venom of a poisonous snakeemptiness, my old friendkeep me company as I hunt down and kill my enemies cause there must be