All Lyrics © VENTT 1998-2002
Behavioral disorder I might put up a fight it happen s every now and then I try with all my might I close my eyes and count to ten eyes open I see red no matter how I count this time your better left off dead There’s a rhyme and reason for every thing I say no reason why I’d waist my breath if I didn’t feel this way sometimes I have a hard time I have to bite my tongue don’t understand your reasons you almost leave me numb Chorus Hellbent on you going down payback is a Bitch pay me now There’s no rhyme or reason is that what you like to think? Sometimes I stand up on the edge my mind is on the brink I see you point your fingers, so whisper low you fool my back is turned and my ears are burnin here comes my golden rule Chorus Hellbent on you going down pay back is a Bitch pay me now Hellbent Give me the power to survive I’ll take back my life you say tomorrow never comes did you think I was that dumb? See how you are pointing your finger if your not a loser you’re a dead ringer think cause I’m small and yeah I’m little don’t think I‘ll pick you up and I’ll throw you in the middle of it See how you are you stop and stare well I‘ve got the word for you and it’s cold so beware You think I won’t? Bet you I will and you know I’m down for it cuz I’m in it for the kill yeah just for the thrill here well are you still here? lord knows I’ve tried to get it thru to you
