i am being too nicenspending contempt with reservenwhen hate breeds blood all the timeni catch myself thinkingni'd like to see the guilty suffernnsuffering their own medicinenam i thinking it's never enoughnsome say it's timento take all and what's leftnto step into the dirty sidenbeside the dead dogs running wildnluck has an endnyou've reached itnnow you're bendingnnfaces to the kingsnthe rest to the queensnplease sit comfortablynin a position where feared thingsnappear faster than the desired onesnnfrom now on it's well served wordsnand nice answers