Dead On Impact

This is pure hate
 None of that woe-is-me bullshit
 Get in the fire
 And burn like hell
 I can still see your eyes
 Running through the smoke
 Wish I was slitting your throat
 Over and over again
 (Over again...)
 Over and over again
 (Over again...)
 Thank God I'll be
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 I'll sell you all my emotions
 So I don't have to feel anything
 For anyone anymore
 Trust me, it's better when my eyes are glass
 While you're screaming "I'm sorry!"
 On top of your lungs
 Manipulator shouldn't be a word
 It should be carved through your throat
 So you bleed every time you talk
 And that ain't blood running down your neck
 It's just sugar for the next motherfucker to get their taste
 On impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Hit the fucking ground...
 That ain't blood running down your neck...
 It's just sugar for the next motherfucker
 Thank God I'll be
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Dead on impact
 Don't say I'm falling 'til I hit the fucking ground
 Hit the fucking ground...
 Thank God I'll be dead...
 Dead on impact