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You're Better Off Dead Lyrics
by Children Of Bodom
War-eyes!
What's the matter with you?
what are you tryin'to do? I'm wrecking my brain,
I'll never get it. Did I ever hurt you in any way?
If you did then hear my apology: FUCK YOU!
I'd give anything to batter you down,
all the way to 6 feet under
And why in earth should I stop until
I see your fucking ass drop.
Mind your own business and leave mine alone
to take a look at the real world for a sec.
It's a hell for heroes and heaven for fools,
what makes you the luckiest bastard on earth
In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in,
I'm the servant while you're the king.
Ohhhhhohh,
Til' tomorrow it's a better day to be,
Ooohhohohoh,
You're better off dead than fucking with me.
Ohooohhoooh
What if there ain't no tomorrow...
Ohooohoho
There wasn't one today.
Hey, if you like me so dare,
so, I know why I stop
and the only one step right
and it's raining flesh of death.
In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in,
I'm the servant while you're the king.
Ohhhhhohh,
Til' tomorrow it's a better day to be,
Ooohhohohoh,
You're better off dead than fucking with me.
Ohooohhoooh
What if there ain't no tomorrow...
Ohooohoho
There wasn't one today.
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