Coffin Nail
by Death Before Dishonor· from Better Ways To Die
They'll find you dead on the side of the street
When the sun comes up on cold colony
Another junkie snitch brought to his knees
by the hard world he never had the will to beat
Your hard times mean nothing to me
You're a prisoner, bitten and weak
Hard men grow harder from pain
But you just caved in, crumbled and shamed
MY HATE CAN'T WAIT TO SEAL YOUR FATE
You'll never learn like so many I've seen
You just spend your days alone, hiding from me
I know the game and I know your kind
And when I came to you, you looked the door and cried
Your feelings mean nothing to me
The embodiment of filth and disease
Rats love the sewers but thay come up to eat
And I'll be waiting to catch you on that city street
MY HATE CAN'T WAIT TO SEAL YOUR FATE
You stick your coffin nail into your vein
And tell the world they just can't feel your pain
You'll spend your final days living in vain
You're just a broken boy living in shame
So stick it in
And death's the only thing that can save you from me
And death's the only thing that can save you from my hate